Capturing a photograph a day has helped me do precisely that. By taking just a few extra minutes to absorb and appreciate life’s simple things, I allow myself time to slow down.
With an eye for nature’s beauty and a determination to grasp the big picture, I am especially drawn to trees.
On my journey home to visit my family in Michigan, I had another three hours to drive, but seeing the blue tones of the sky and snow in the morning light, I just had to stop and drink it in.
On my way to work at sunrise, this lone apple tree in a park waved good-morning.
On my drive across Canada to visit family, the frost was splendid. I especially liked the line of the fence leading to the winter tree.
When the temperatures are right, the mist from the falls coats the trees in white crystals, making this one of the most beautiful places to experience in the winter.
I inherited my love of sunrises from my father, a retired dairy farmer. On trips home to visit him, the two of us always venture out early to “find” the sunrise. As my dad likes to say, “The sun might not come up if you don’t go find it.”
Rays of sunlight kiss an autumn tree in one of my favorite parks.
The sun gloriously sets on the first snow of the season.
Taken during the Christmas holiday, autumn and its colors linger longer in the south.
The sun rises over a fence-like row of trees that helps break the wind on the field.
The White Oak in Delaware Park stands majestically.
Bassett Park in early morning light welcomes the arrival of spring.
The swamp on my family’s farm looks appropriately decked out for fall.
A clump of trees on the side of the road greets a new day, as I make my way to breakfast.
Seeing afternoon snow at Bassett Park, you can understand why I never tire of this setting.
When I’m home, I love to see both the sunrise and sunset, taking in all the beauty that a day has to offer.
There’s always someone who’s last to leave the party.
Watching autumn and sunrise collide while driving myself to work.
What better way to put life in perspective than a walk through the trees? Here, we were clearing our thoughts amid the magnificent colors, contemplating the next steps in chemotherapy treatments.
In yet another angle of my beloved Bassett Park, I often find myself stopping here on mornings when I need to reflect and gather strength.
North Pole, Alaska: No matter where I travel, the trees make me smile, overwhelmed by the beauty of nature.
A magical scene of ice and trees dramatically unfolds.