“What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be.”
⁃ Ellen Burstyn
It took me a while to become comfortable in solitude. The day it finally happened, I discovered not only comfort, but joy. Alone with my camera and my journal, my blanket and my picnic lunch, I prowled the marsh at Pearce Estate Park in Calgary. I was captivated by the abundance of wildflowers and the way the sunlight played upon the marsh grass. Minutes turned to hours and I had no concept at all of the passage of time, as deeply involved as I was. That feeling, somewhere on the edge between exhilaration and utter calm turned out to be what I was seeking.
Or on the shores of Frank Lake, Alberta in early May, when migrating birds would darken the sky with sheer numbers and I could barely hear my own thoughts over their cries. They went about their business, driven by instinct and ignored me, the lone human on the landscape – never has a moment been more euphoric.
Each week that I go out, head into the backcountry, my true purpose isn’t to get enough pictures to fill a blog. It’s to reach that place of silent wonder, enfolded in the beauty that surrounds me. Lost in time among the trees and hills, the lone human, wandering unnoticed, on the landscape of the gods.
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So we’ll live, and pray and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies …
And take upon us the mystery of things
As if we were Gods’ spies.
― Shakespeare, King Lear, V 3
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Beautiful quote, Lesley-Anne. Thank you for sharing.
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As always … beautiful photos, inspirational writing! Thank you for sharing it!
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Thank you, Norma. It was a wonderful day to be out in the hills.
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