Salmo Pond in November

Salmo Pond

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https://geneticsandfertility.com/services/iui/ Observe always that everything is the result of change, and get used to thinking that there is nothing Nature loves so well as to change existing forms and make new ones like them.  ~ Marcus Aurelius

https://rmscherubimhealthcare.com/doctors/dr-jason-roy/ November – the month when the brilliant colors of October change to muted hues of yellows, greens, browns. Tree skeletons appear. Grasses that waved tall and proud are now brittle and bent to the ground. There are days when the sky is blue and sunshine gives nature a soft glow, but these days are outnumbered by cloudy gray days, days of rain and wind.

https://www.parolacce.org/vaffanculo/ November is all about change. This is the time of year that offers us lessons in acceptance — offers us glimpses of nothingness, provides  us with daily reminders that nothing stays the same, and challenges us to practice the art of learning how to say goodbye.

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Golden Portal

Golden Portal

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enter Eventually I discovered for myself the utterly simple prescription for creativity: be intensely yourself.
Don’t try to be outstanding; don’t try to be a success; don’t try to do pictures for others to look at — just please yourself.
~ Ralph Steiner

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https://www.jacobysaustin.com/grandmas-strawberry-cake/ I am a nester by nature, satisfied with quiet days strung one after another. I savor the nurturing space my family and I have created in our home. I like natural rhythms, routine.

But I am also a wanderer, and explorer. I yearn for travel, new places to see, absorb. I look forward to times when I can embark on adventures, near and far. Peek through an unseen space and discover gold.

This is my goal: to carry my home within me, and so be at home wherever I am.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC.

My Red Maple

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My Red Maple © 2011 Bo Mackison

If you would ask me what my favorite thing about my home, I would ask do you mean inside my home or outside?

No matter, my answer is similar. The favorite part of the inside of my home are the windows that overlook my backyard – one in my studio, one in my kitchen, one in my family room – and from which I have a perfect view of my red maple tree. And the favorite thing that is outside my home? Yes, that same gorgeous red maple tree.

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Red, Red, Red © 2011 Bo Mackison

This is the red maple tree Sherpa and I planted 5 years ago on our 30th wedding anniversary. The maple tree that was eight feet tall and two inches in diameter when we planted it, and is now taller than our two-story house. I don’t have an exact figure on the diameter, but it is at least nine inches at the base.

My red maple leaves slowly change from green to red, beginning at its crown, and slowly creeping down until the entire tree is one huge crimson-red glow. My favorite time of day to watch the maple is about thirty minutes after sunrise–the tree’s bright red leaves shimmer and flicker in the sunlight.

The tree is often at its peak color for a couple of weeks every October. I thought the prediction for rain and colder temperatures for the last few days would have an effect on the tree, but the tree is still holding most of its leaves. That makes me happy. Yep, I guess that makes me one happy tree hugger!

Growing Maple

Growth © 2011 Bo Mackison

Our maple tree has grown so fast, it truly outgrew its trunk. The trunk split all around to accommodate its increase in size. Some longitudinal splits are caused by rapid fluctuations in temperatures which cause a tree like the thin-barked maples to thaw and then freeze repeatedly. My red maple has these cracks but they heal over and have not caused damage to the tree.

This is one of the benefits of Wisconsin living — greetings from my red maple when it is dresses in its autumn red!

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She falls in love every autumn — with the red maple tree in her backyard!

Devil’s Lake State Park in Autumn

Autumn in Devil's Lake State Park

Autumn in Devil’s Lake State Park © 2011 Bo Mackison

Perhaps you have noticed that even in the very lightest breeze you can hear the voice of the trees; this we understand is its prayer to the Great Spirit, for not only men, but all things and all beings pray to Him continually in different ways.  ~ Black Elk

Anyone who lives near Devil’s Lake State Park in south-central Wisconsin and has even a passing interest in nature makes time in their schedules for a ride through this iconic park in autumn. It never fails to please.

The entrance speaks of a grandeur from a different era–huge stone pillars designed and constructed by the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) in the 1930s–welcome everyone to the beauty inside the park. Even the South Shore Road winds through hardwood forests on its way to the glacial lake, the park’s namesake. Yellows and oranges are the predominant colors, but flashes of sunlight make it an otherworldly, shadowy experience.

I’ve walked through these woods–part of the Ice Age Scenic Trail–for many decades. Before I moved to Wisconsin, my family took many vacation trips to Devil’s Lake, an easy trip from Illinois. And in the last four decades, I’ve spent hundreds of days exploring the woods, cliffs, piles of boulders, the lake and its beaches.

A wonderful place for an explore of any kind.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. One of her goals is to visit and photograph every state park in Wisconsin. She is at #14.

October Day

Owen Park

October Day in Owen Park © 2011 Bo Mackison

Nature is a mirror held to our view so we can see the ongoing process of growth, renewal and transformation in our lives.  ~ Mary Ann Brussat

What a show nature put on yesterday. I headed out for a 30 minute walk in Owen Conservation Park on Madison’s far west side, and ended up lingering on the paths for nearly three hours. (Totally tossed my to do list under the desk when I got home!)

Although I usually get questioning looks from hikers, baby back-packed parents, and some of the photographers I meet on the paths, I’ve finally learned that their curiosity and uncertainty about my photo methods have nothing to do with me. It is probably not something they would choose to do, and that’s fine.

When I choose to lie in a thicket of low-growing sumac to see what the view looks like, I do it to satisfy my curiosity, to expand my vision. Often I choose to stay on the ground for a while, not always taking photos, often just taking in the space.

I like to ask myself a question or two. What can I see in a space one square foot? One cubic foot?

Then I look and answer. This can take a surprisingly long time.

People stop and ask what I am looking at. In this friendly Midwestern city, lots of park visitors start lengthy conversations with me, as if we were good friends chatting in a comfy coffee shop. I’ve learned to answer the questions, but not stop shooting. Or looking, if I am at the looking stage. And since I am typically sprawled on the earth, in an awkward position, I don’t get up to talk. It is much too difficult on my reluctant body–those frequent ups and downs–to add unnecessary round trips.

Anyway, my answers are patently uninteresting, though honest.

“What are you looking at?”
“Red leaves, mostly.”
“Is there an animal in there?”
“No. Mostly leaves.”

Photographers who understand why I’m on my back on a bed of damp oak leaves, and why I have barely moved for the last twenty minutes, they don’t ask. They just nod and smile. Maybe they are looking for their own pile of damp leaves. Or maybe not. There are many kinds of photographers and no one way to photograph any subject is ever the only right way. Hopefully most of us shoot what is important to us as individuals, what provides inspiration, what makes us smile, laugh out loud, murmur “Oh, wow!” a dozen times an hour. Some of us even find a bit of soul nourishment while we click our shutters and study our spaces.

The above photograph was not taken lying on the earth. It’s a simple composition showing off Wisconsin’s autumn season, a view to the north, taken near Owen Park’s ponds. With those clouds as a backdrop, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share this landscape. But I’ll be posting a few of the “Shooting From A Bed of Mucky Leaves” soon.

Enjoy the weekend. Have a look around, a real look. Maybe even choose a tiny piece of the earth, 12 inches square, and give that a close look.

What do you see?

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Yesterday she spent half the workday outside in the brisk autumn air, so today she has to do yesterday’s and today’s computer work. And the sun is shining! Bummer!