My mornings are my meditations. Sometimes sunrise participates. Duck pond 1st light is one such meditation, returned to often. Like today. Eleven years later.
When revisiting a moment, an image helps. And when revisiting an image, a visual memory of that moment, experimenting playfully, perhaps desaturating to black and white, perhaps sketching a quick doodle, perhaps loosening the image into watercolor with slightly moodier palette, each wonder-fueled iteration reopens the experience. Opens the possibilities and the questions.
Duck Pond 1st Light
Dawn awakens ducks,
mostly male mallards, crowding
the ice bubbler.
What do you think?