Ok, so it isn’t exactly a mountain, but I loved the way this color altered landscape photo taken at Fort Ancient in Washington Township, Ohio turned out. I’ve been really into photography lately, and especially editing and altering photos to look different. This is one of my faves so far.
Yesterday my husband and I went for a walk in the park and I took a couple “artsy” photos. First, we have this black and white spider picture:
Then we have this picture of a leaf against a log that is very autumn-like for the summer:
Someone on Facebook was nice enough to add a frog to that last one lol:
We saw a couple more snakes while out walking yesterday. These critters seem to always be drawn to us! Do you like snakes? The babies or small ones are my favorites.
I didn’t write for a few days because my husband and I went on a mini vacation to the Hocking Hills area of Ohio. It is beautiful country with tons of state parks, nature preserves, hiking trails, caves, etc. We also had some fun looking up haunted places in the area (I’m always hoping to see a ghost, but didn’t have any luck this time).
We had a great time, although there was still a lot of stuff closed in the area due to Covid. We had to eat in our car several times due to restaurant dining areas being closed. And we got kicked out of one state park that was closed (we didn’t know that of course), but the ranger was nice and just told us to get out instead of ticketing us or anything bad.
Here are a few of my fave pics from the trip:
We found this little guy in the middle of a country back road. We chased him off the road. I hope his mama came to get him soon after!
This large rat snake crossed our path on a nature trail. He wasn’t friendly lol, but we were still thrilled to see him.
This is the coolest pic from the ghost hunts. That rainbow orb is super weird. Especially since their hadn’t been any rain whatsoever that day. It didn’t show up on any other pictures. This was an old asylum turned into a museum. Sadly they were closed, so we couldn’t go inside 😦
This stain image in one of the limestone cliffs reminded me so much of Anubis. It just needed to be black lol.
Me posing at Ash Cave (the state park we got thrown out of later lol). This cave was a huge amphitheater-style structure that was so cool. In the past it was used for ancient Native American rituals and was even used as a Christian church many years ago.
Since Ohio is under a shelter in place order right now for Covid 19, we aren’t allowed to go many places. The grocery store, the pharmacy, and local parks as long as there aren’t too many people already there (and yes, park rangers are turning people away after they reach a certain limit). Anyhow, my husband and I went to a nearby park and I took a few fun pics:
I like many things
better than money –
and resilient wings,
fiddles that set
minds that are open
and yet, not empty,
with old books,
and warm, cozy homes
littered with cats.
Every once in a while I have a dream where I realize in the middle of it that I am dreaming and I have the ability to take the dream over and do whatever I want to do. Last night this happened again. I became aware that I was dreaming and that nothing I saw around me was real, but instead of deciding to fly off to some other land or into outer space, I decided to stick around the environment I was already in and see what my sleeping mind had conjured up out of nothing.
It was actually rather fascinating to study the “set” of my dream. I noticed all the little details – the plants (color/shape/flowers), I noticed how a few rocks were randomly scattered over the ground and even counted them, wondering if the number had any significance. I felt the textures around me, including puffy cotton balls growing off to the side, marveling at how real it felt to my touch, even though I knew none of it was real.
I wish I remembered every single detail that I studied, but like most dreams, once I woke up, bits of it started to fade like wisps of smoke. I do remember it was an outdoor setting obviously and there was a small bridge and a stream of water. I would almost say it was a little like a Monet water garden painting.
It always interested me that I’ve heard some experts claim we don’t dream in color, but if that is true, they obviously have never visited my dreams!!! I feel texture, pain, and pleasure in my dreams. I taste. I smell. I hear. When I am there, it is just as real as where I am right this minute.