From Humans of New York: Stories, p. 408: "The eye doesn't see. The brain sees. The eye just transmits. So what we see isn't only determined by what comes through the eyes. What we see is affected by our memories, our feelings, and by what we've seen before." So what do you see in these images from the camera's eye, recorded in mid-December, before the snow fell?
The next photo provides a behind-the-scene view of the photo above.
On December 19, I spent the morning at Pathways Retreat Center, hosting the Day Away for spiritual directors. Here are some of the patterns, colors, and sights that caught my eye as I walked the labyrinth. Or my ear -- I heard the geese flying overhead while I was focusing on the small gray feather caught on a dried stem.
On a frigid snowy late December evening, I am enjoying the green of moss and lichens on an aging tree near one of the Pathways labyrinth, from photos taken less than ten days ago, when the temperature was in the 40's instead of the teens.
Late afternoon sunshine on one of the last days of November inspired a quick trip down to the DeFries Calendar Garden. This time my eye was caught by strong lines, intriguing backlighting, and reflections.
My approach to contemplative photography --
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"