Autumn Photography

Many of you know about my other hobby, which is photography. I have a new camara! I’m still learning my new digital Canon, but I’m so looking forward to this autumn and trying it out!

This is my favorite time of year, and hopefully we will all be able to be safely outdoors as more people get vaccinated. Wahoo!

In the meantime, I have thousands of photos here on my site, so if you see fall colors they are temporarily from previous years.

I’m currently making room on my site for new material. My goal is to share more photography here and have fewer words. I’m not really a six-word story type of person, but future posts may be similar.

Please do not use or copy my photos without permission.

Thank you so much for reading!

Peace.

Writing and Image © Copyright 2021, rivers renewed

Parables

When he walked in the streets of ancient cities, I don’t think the Messiah, (some called him a prophet) tried to impress anyone with his theology or to yell louder to prove he was right.

He simply taught with stories, sometimes called parables….

or he gave examples, unique illustrations of the human heart and how we should be to each other. Here’s one of my favorites:

“Before you try to take out the speck in your brother’s eye…..you should take out the wooden plank that’s in your own eye.”

Ain’t that something?

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed

Seeing Clearly

I’m not sure when it was that I could see clearly for the first time. Yet the mountains showed me so well of how I was formed, my spirit taking shape. I began on this earth reaching up,

my hand almost touching. I wanted to touch the clouds. There were wings back then, but my brother and sister hawks were not made yet. It was later I was given a physical body.

It’s amazing what you can see…. in the mountains.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed

Encouraged by Our Healing

Encouraged by our healing we walk forward, holding our head high, acknowledging who we are now.

Yes, a little different in the shapes of our spirits. An affinity with being human, instead of that wounded animal snarling.

Our minds a little wiser and our hearts more willing to forgive.

In a sense a new creation. A wonder really of survival.

Wholeness, walking on two legs.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2021, rivers renewed