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Thursday, September 22, 2011


The call of Red-bellied wood peckers pierce the morning
As the focal sphere pierces the dawn,
fighting obliteration by clouds that promise a shower.

The clouds give way allowing the sun to blind and bathe me,
Even as drops of water
compete with the light for a spot on the grass.
I hear the drops but as yet only feel the sun.

The birds, too, ignore the tapping rain,
calling to each other;
The raspy nagging of the titmouse,
The distant caw of my friends, the crows,
and the closer deep squeak of the nuthatch
as it heads downward on the dark trunk of a lichen-covered oak.

(Dawn Breaks,  Written by Nelle Howard, November 2009. All photographs by Nelle Howard)


TexWisGirl said...

beautiful dawn!

Sandra said...

absolutely stunning! the colors are a big wow factor and I like the black silhouettes. I ordered my new camera, sometime next week. i got the same kind i have had for 5 years, a new Rebel. i was afraid i would not be happy with a small one, so just did it.

Rose said...

Gorgeous, gorgeous shots!

KaHolly said...

Don't I wish I had even half of your gift for words. A delightful post, beautiful images, beautiful prose.

pumpkydine said...

Beautiful words Nellie by someone in tune with the morning and all of its wonderful sounds! Very nice photos also. Have a blessed day.

Andrea said...

I wonder why the first one suddenly lost, so have to repeat. This is an inspiring post and the photos are awesome especially the 2nd which i love most. Thanks Nellie.

Out on the prairie said...

Lovely images and thoughts Nellie.