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This Tree

Published on May 23, 2015May 23, 2015 by ericmartinwisser5 Comments
A month ago today this tree asked me to take a picture. I'm glad I did.
A month ago today this tree asked me to take a picture. I’m glad I did.
Categories landscape, nature, photography, poetry, soul•Tags clouds, ridge, sky, tree

This Was…

Published on May 19, 2015May 19, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
not so very long ago.
not so very long ago.
Categories photography, poetry•Tags a, beautiful, day

Air Ship Earth

Published on May 6, 2015May 6, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
Spinning into infinity
Spinning into infinity
Categories landscape, nature, philosophy, photography, poetry, soul, water•Tags earth, us

Wavelength

Published on May 4, 2015May 4, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
How real is this? It's pretty far away.
How real is this? It’s pretty far away.
Categories landscape, nature, philosophy, photography, poetry, soul, water, wildflowers•Tags art, balance, box, bridge

Not As Early As Before

Published on May 3, 2015May 3, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
"...picking at the corners, trying to pull back  the persistent veil..."
“…picking at the corners,
trying to pull back
the persistent veil…”
Categories fish eye, landscape, nature, photography, plants, poetry, soul, wildflowers•Tags altered perception

ENERGIES Mono

Published on April 25, 2015April 26, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment

1a

Categories landscape, philosophy, poetry, soul•Tags aesthetics, choices

Energies

Published on April 25, 2015April 25, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
Pylon and lime kiln
Pylon and lime kiln
Categories landscape, photography, poetry, soul•Tags earth, lime kiln, pylon, sky

Pinnacle at sunrise

Published on April 23, 2015April 23, 2015 by ericmartinwisserLeave a comment
"But swiftly up to the hilltops In glory ascended the sun; It smote through the fog like lances, And scattered the mist where it hung, Till lifting, they fled at the splendor Of morning--the night-watch was done." from: Daybreak   by: Mary T. Lathrap (1838-1895)
“But swiftly up to the hilltops
In glory ascended the sun;
It smote through the fog like lances,
And scattered the mist where it hung,
Till lifting, they fled at the splendor
Of morning–the night-watch was done.”
from: Daybreak
by: Mary T. Lathrap (1838-1895)
Categories landscape, nature, photography, poetry, soul•Tags daybreak, Kittatinny, Sharp Mountain, The Pinnacle
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