Hidden in the Oregon Woods
Moss Man surveys Beth’s garden
Silent glance offers a chair
Watching.
Intent.
Perceptive.
Curious.
The strong silent type.
What is a garden ?
Who is it for ?
Reflecting on acceptance
and what we can’t change
Behind the foliage tapestry
Blurred, drifting, quiet repose
Back beyond the trees
The Moss Man knows Gardening Gone Wild.
(More on my Mental Seeds blog.)
I really enjoyed your Moss Man study. I felt like I could walk along and get the same impression. His eyes though, a little spooky. I have to ask since the first image is one I have been trying my hardest to capture, the light coming through the trees. Could you please shed ‘light’ on how you get this type of image? I tried early morning, afternoon, differing exposures, filters and they are either flat, colorless, over or underexposed, or just plain boring. I can get it great in Photoshop, a couple of different ways, but from the camera, not so much. Your image has mood and ambiance. Any tips?
Thanks for the comments Donna. That first shot was taken looking at the light so that it flared into the camera. It was an overcast but clearing morning so there was humidity in the air. _ Saxon
Forests are nature’s cathedrals.
A place for discovery-often one’s self.
Ahhh … you got it. So too, gardens can be places of discovery. – Saxon
Scary but somehow beautiful
If the Moss Man walks around the garden when no-one is around would anyone know ? – Saxon
And so how could you wander into moss man’s garden without me??? What an enchanting sighting in a wondrous Oregon woodland chez Beth!!! P
Oh Phyllis; while I wish we could have been together I would not have been able to do my work. It was a quiet gift I needed for myself. Follow the Mental Seeds link … Saxon
Sometimes the silence speaks volumes. One can only hope to be able to hear it.
Such a profound study of purpose. I struggle enough with my own purpose on this planet. I’ve decided that the purpose of our garden is to simply “be”.
It’s not a monument to Steve’s parents (who made the biggest part of the hardscape a gift to us), nor a tribute to us for the creativity and hard work that has gone into it. It’s simply us being good stewards of our planet, providing a sanctuary where birds and bees and butterflies can live in peace, where roses bloom and, and where friends and neighbors know they can come and rest, meditate, spend some quiet time when they need a place to ground them again.
Yes, our garden is a sanctuary.
Bravo – Saxon
Saxon,
As always, your photos are stunning and your thoughts (and words ) are poetic.
“Reflecting on acceptance and what we can’t change” is going to be my mantra for today.”
I would grab the moss covered individual for my garden…if I had a shady spot. Fran
… and, as always, you are wonderfully generous in your praise. – S
Ha- the title made me wonder what I was going to see and the second photo made me chuckle. A Moss Man of course. Nice post and great shots.
Glad you got a chuckle. He really is a fun guy. – Saxon