Painting from nature is not copying the object; it is realizing one’s sensations.

Paul Cezanne

Or in this case, photographing nature. 

From a morning walk back in town.  the perfect reflection of my self-assessment of the week past.  For every vivid moment of clarity, opening to the universe and my part in the whole, I see messy piles of half-formed blooms, spent leaves and a little bit of human-generated debris.  All surrounded by still water.

I planned to crop the photo and just show the perfect blossoms.  The far more honest choice is to share the whole.

This weekend, the task is to clear out the dead weight that no longer serves, to strip down the piles and aerate that water.  Get the current flowing one more time.

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