Inspired by the poet Mary Oliver, each month we seek to bring our children Into.Something.Better. Something unscripted and unplugged and sacred. In our various corners of the planet, we venture forth. And we the mother’s, Freelensers all of us, bow down and receive gifts in the form of photographs of our children within nature, in all of it’s unexpected vastness.
(I was even inspired to write a poem while we were in the midst of our little adventure in the Rock Glen Gorge on the hottest day of the year)
Shimmering iridescient blue & green,
An ancient ritual in the shadow of the waterfall.
A millennia of history exposed, vulnerable
The air and wind and water and ice
Releasing ancient seabeds
From beneath. Not forever anymore.
Quietly resting, slumbering.
Until the water rushes forth to the earth and rock,
The first glimpse of sunlight in eons, maybe longer.
Just below the dancing dragonflies,
Through the shimmer and cascades.
The relics and remains of primordial sea creatures.
Up next in the circle is my fellow Canadian Joni Burtt and her spellbinding images of her children in their family garden. It is simply magical! You can check it out here, and make sure to follow the circle around to see everyone’s glorious and surreal images. You won’t be disappointed!
Mom, there’s clay under there! We don’t have to buy clay at the store anymore, we can just dig a hole in the field!!!!July 23, 2017