A gentle Mallard swims to the edge of the boat, Webbed feet dancing in the glistening water, His shiny green head bobs up and down with the current, My Golden doodle leans out as far as he can, Exploring the smells and sounds of his new friend, He leans and sniffs until being at the very edge, Finally, we heave him back toward the middle of the skiff, To keep him from splashing in.
Oh, the wondrous days, The simple pleasures of joy and happiness, There is nothing flashy about days like these, For they are ordinary in many ways, But in truth, in their simplicity is their power, Connecting hearts and minds in joy, When there is so much struggle and pain that surrounds, This world is a challenge, But a day on Wallenpaupack is a balm for the spirit.
As summer once again barrels forward with reckless abandon (the fifth summer since I started the Wild Cape Photography site). I want to take the time to stop and reflect on what this website has meant to me and hopefully to all of you. It all starts from my belief that the simple beauty of nature is so easy to overlook, and yet it seems more than ever we ought to take our time and enjoy the glorious sights and sounds of nature. With all the calamity in the world today, we must look into nature with the hope of finding something more profound. This time of year, I find I can write more poems, and I am always thrilled when others enjoy my photography and little poetic outbursts. In the summer of 2017, as an Undergraduate College student, I had no intention that five years later, I would still be doing this. I was messing around with a camera and a few poorly constructed poems in an attempt to express my love of nature to others. Almost half a decade later, it has become part of who I am, photographing nature and writing poems about what I see. I am so grateful to those who subscribe to get the email updates or follow me on Instagram as well as anyone who reads my work. I am genuinely thankful to those of you who have stuck with me for the last five years as I have (hopefully) grown as a photographer, writer, and person. I hope my photography and poetry have brightened a few otherwise gloomy days. Overall, I look forward to keeping Wild Cape Photography and Press going for many years to come.
The gentle morning light flickered off the top of the trees, As the morning dew rolled off the leaves, It catches in the light, Momentarily glistening and dancing in the sun, Before continuing it’s decent and ending in a splash.