Droplets create beauty in a basin of water.

Time is a river, eternally flowing.

Every instant that passes is a tiny droplet of time. Each precious drop creates new rippling beauty. The hourglass drips, drips, drips.

Peer into this stone basin of crystal water…

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Early morning light along the river.

Walk with me along the river

It is early morning.

The sun is rising slowly, and all is very still.

Standing for a moment beside the river early one morning. Sunlight and green reflections touch the quiet water.
Pausing for a moment beside the river early one morning. Sunlight and green reflections touch the nearby water.
Light among yellowing leaves. The cottonwoods are dappled with magic once again. The world seems new.
Light among yellowing leaves. The cottonwoods are dappled with magic once again. The world seems new.
Light touches life.
Quietly, fresh light touches life.
Leaves feasting on sunlight. Light also feeds eyes that hunger.
Leaves feasting on morning sunlight. The same light will amply feed eyes that hunger.
Trees by the river have swallowed a bite of blue sky.
Patient trees by the river have swallowed a bite of sky.
Light showers its abundance. Light embraces life.
The light showers its warm abundance. Light embraces life.

Sunlight on water. A journey through stars.

Glints of late sunlight reflected on gentle waves in a harbor.
Glints of late sunlight reflected on gentle waves in a harbor.
Points of light expand as the camera nears. Dark water deepens.
Points of light expand as the camera nears. Dark water deepens.
The light of our sun is transformed into a universe of blazing stars. A journey into wonder.
The light of our sun is transformed into a universe of blazing stars. A journey into wonder.

Beauty is a dance of light.

Beauty is a dance of light.
Beauty is a dance of light.

Our eyes see nothing but reflected light. Reflections on the water are like shining glimpses of a higher world, a world that we cannot touch and barely fathom. Perhaps that is our own world.

Lily pads and specks of earth floating in a pond.

Lily pads and specks of earth floating in a pond. Some leaves are turning yellow and brown. They are beautiful.
Lily pads and specks of earth floating in a pond. Some leaves are turning yellow and brown. They are beautiful.
A splash of living green hovering before the eye. It is a natural mosaic that slowly grows, year by year.
A splash of living green hovering before the eye. It is a natural mosaic that slowly grows, year by year.
Lily flowers brightly reflect sunshine. I see two pennies on two pads. Can you find them.
Lily flowers brightly reflect sunshine. I see two pennies on two pads. Can you find them?
A photograph altered so that we see color more vividly, and mysterious depth and objects. That dust you see is made of stars.
A photograph altered so that we see color more vividly, and mysterious depth and objects. That dust you see is made of stars.