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Tranquil dawn on the Florida coast, soft pastel light paints the sky in shades of lavender and rose. A lone fisherman stands at the edge of the surf, casting into the calm sea as shorebirds scatter along the sand. The clouds glow with the first light of day, reflecting across the gentle waves in a serene moment of stillness and beauty.

https://rebeccaherranen.com/featured/fisherman-on-the-florida-shore-under-sunrise-thunderheads-rebecca-herranen.html

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Lone fisherman standing at the edge of the ocean at dawn, with pastel pink and lavender clouds glowing above calm waves and shorebirds along the sandy beach.

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I love where I live, but while I'm traveling, I frequently see places that make me stop and think, "I'd like to live there."

But as I'm an ordinary person without the finances to own multiple homes, I just take a look, grab a reference photo, and back in my studio, paint the moment.

Along the Salmon River canvas print -- https://2-steve-henderson.pixels.com/featured/along-the-salmon-river-steve-henderson.html?product=canvas-print

#nature #travel #idaho #fishing #mountains #art #artwork #mastoart #fediart #buyintoart #ayearforart #decor #painting #landscape #artist

Canvas print of an original oil painting depicting a river running through the mountains.

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This is Mrs. Arcus ca 1972 using my first "good" camera, a Pentax Spotmatic II. (I still have it.).

This is professional scan of a slide, perhaps from Extachrome. 50 mm kit lens. No idea of the camera settings.

Today is our 55th wedding anniversary.

#photography #portraitphotography #fishing #flyfishing #bassfishing #SilentSunday #anniversary #nikon #pentax

Photo of a dark haired young woman taken in natural light. Widow blinds cast shadows arcoss her fave. She smiles gently toward the camers. The background id black.

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My grandfather didn’t know he was a Taoist.
He had fished the river Awe for sixty years.
Life is sensed as a flowing movement,
a power like wind or water. When he cast,
it was the bank that moved, not the river…

—Lorn Macintyre, “Satori”
published in The Bridport Prize Anthology 2013 (Redcliffe Press, 2013)

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #fishing #naturepoetry #naturewriting #Zen

Satori
Lorn Macintyre

My grandfather didn’t know he was a Taoist.
He had fished the river Awe for sixty years.
Life is sensed as a flowing movement,
a power like wind or water. When he cast,
it was the bank that moved, not the river.
The osprey with the salmon in its talons
needed no metaphor to describe its beauty.
He saw the suchness of the landscape,
the great whole, perfect, sky, mountain,
as in a painting by the Zen K’un-t’an.
There is no Gaelic for the term satori,
the solution lying beyond the intellect,
that flash of delighted intuition, sensing
that a salmon is lying in the current,
while not seeing a ripple with the eye.
If I had told him: ‘you read the river
like a book, noting between the lines
what other fishermen fail to spy,’
he would have clouted me on the head,
the way Zen Masters took the big stick
to pupils who insisted on comparison.
The river needs no language, no homage.
It goes its own way, like the osprey
which will never run out of sky.

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