The days are getting shorter, the evenings are cooling down and the leaves are starting to change colour. And oh that incredible fall light! Here are our favorites from your submissions this past week. Thank you everyone for sharing with us. We are so excited to see what magic you create this week.
xxoo Celeste
What I love about freelensing is that it makes us slow down. Slow down and see the moment. Sometimes when we are working on getting that focus just right we are not even breathing. Trying to standstill and make an image. Which is so different from some of the faster pace photography we do. So thank you for slowing down with us…breathing in and out…taking the time to make that one image.
We always love seeing your images you put on the wall. Keep them coming!
I spent 8 weeks on the road this summer, limited internet and electricity as we camped our way to Canada and back. I made sure to check in here periodically to see all of the inspirational freelensed work and YOU didn’t disappoint.
Thank you all for continuing to share your work and your passion with us all. It was hard to choose out of so many wonderful submissions this week, and I hope to see more of the same from all of you next week.
peace, Amanda
Privizzini’s Passion Photography
Privizzini’s Passion Photography
A storm rolls into my heart as the heat of summer leaves my body and I can feel the icy paws of winter’s cold scrape through the edges of the wind that rolls down the valley of my soul.
I am always faced with this time. We are always faced with this time.
The clocking metronome of the eternal circle of seasons: locked in the story of the sun, the rotation of our earth, the pull of the moon, the ebb and flow of the tide.
Here, out on this precipice of the yes and no of autumn, I feel at odds with the story that insists on unfolding every September. The return of the school year, the harvest, the letting go of the gardens, this time that reminds me that we must sit fallow a while so that we can grow anew in spring.
I am never sure where to stand when my children return to their desks. My heart wants to hover, outside in the school yard, wiping away my hollow, misty breath from classroom windows. Hovering there, as unseen as the promised cold of winter.
Yet I always turn away, with the ghostly squeeze of their hands still clinging to the sweat of my palms, knowing that I too am locked in the same eternal beat of the seasons; knowing that they, and I, must continue on our sometimes separate paths, forever locked together by the patterns of love -but slowly, as time permits, the growing up, and growing on, that follows every mother’s song.
Rebecca Coursey│A Wondered Life Photography
Amanda O’Donoughue│Amanda O’Donoughue Photography
DeAnna McCasland│DeAnna McCasland Photography
Anna Christine Larson│Anna Christine Photography
Cate Wnek│Cate Wnek Photography
Celeste Pavlik│Everyday Photo Bliss
Sherri Davis│Sherri Davis Photography
A very wise person once said:
“Promise me you’ll always remember: you’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” ~Christopher Robin (to Pooh)
Thank you everyone for once again this week sharing your art with us.
xxoo Sherri
