Love The Planet Productions by Maria Pavlik in B.C., CANADA: With camera in hand and often an umbrella, I explore the creative spark rippling through everything. (Header shot is by NASA.) "Even the slightest glimmer of light casts a magic spell on the night." - Penelope Puddle
The Cosmic Dance That Never Ends
Is anything ever completely still or at rest for even one-thousandth of a second? Existence, seen and unseen, is never truly motionless or calm, although a photograph appears to stop time mid-action. Molecules within living cells are in constant flux as are the atomic structures of inanimate objects. Coordinated chaos is a continuous dance on the cusp of its next ballet. Cosmic forces are at perpetual play during, after and before you get off that chair, the fish is caught, the cat pounces, the petals fall, the berry is plucked or a peacock feather is ruffled. There is no flight from this remarkable choreography that binds us together.
The little fairy my daughter sketched so long ago in a rose petal dress reminded me of the cosmic dance that never stops and is why I am linking to PAINT PARTY FRIDAY.
There it was ... a bright dollop of sunshine in a tangle of forest greens, browns and silvery grays. The yellow door snuggled against a tree said Fairy Hall and, in tiny faint lettering beneath, No Trolls . Oh, how I'd love to know what goes on inside Fairy Hall. I wanted to tap on the door but, a giant by comparison, I didn't want to cause a scare. I often take the Sandy Trail with its gravelly path, woodsy stumps, well-trod stairs, rabbits, birds and squirrels. I know every twist and rustling sound. But I hadn't noticed the small door before. This unexpected bit of whimsy magic tucked into the forest floor made me curious about what else was in the mysterious thicket I'd yet to explore. When I continued on my way, the trees leaned in ... as if they had something to say. Later, I found another door (below), welcoming but equally as difficult to enter. See OUR WORLD to explore more sights from around the globe and SIGNS, SIGNS . Still the kid I used to b
"The climb might be tough and challenging,but the view is worth it." Victoria Arlen DO YOU see them? It wasn't easy for me to spot this youthful brigade of five raccoon brothers and sisters clawing way up a ragged maple tree that has seen better days. They camouflaged nicely amid the grayish/brown bark, leafy shadows and flashes of sunlight. Although said to be nocturnal, these neighborhood critters remain active around the clock. Seeing five means there are likely 500 nearby. Their movements are sometimes comical and destinations repetitive similar to that of humans who routinely trek the same trails every day. Raccoons are trained to be great climbers almost from birth. Watch as one scales a 25-story building HERE . See OUR WORLD to explore sights from around the globe. Still the kid I used to be Visit Postcards From Penelope Puddle and Penelope Puddlisms: BC Life Is A Whale Of A Ride to view more West Coast scenes. Because the state of our p
"One for all and all for one." - The Three Musketeers Young children can now spend time outside their "bubbles" to play with similar age groups in B.C. Kids out on the water, paddling and having fun, were a recent reminder that we do not all occupy the same space or time on Earth but we're in it together. The shot (above) of a cardboard boat race was taken five years ago, also in Crescent Beach where kids, just this summer, crafted cute life-sized cardboard cutouts (below) at Camp Alexandra . Their projects were tacked onto the exterior wall. Sadly, my mind went to the people tossed about and killed due to the blast in Beirut . The massive explosion in a highly populated area is likely to ripple beneath the earth surface resulting in future destabilization. From carelessly storing hazardous goods to politicizing masks, behaving stupidly and selfishly is a toxic mix that could sink us all. Along the way, a wild rabbit hopped then stopped, hoping