When you consider that I just recieved my second Daily Deviation with the bird at the upper left of the page, and that my first was the monochrome dove below, you see very far into me, and as one photographer so aptly put, to "the layers of love in my soul." Roger Tory Peterson said that we watch birds because of their, "vividness," coining a word that didn't exist until then, but the only word that has ever described for me what their aliveness does to my heart. For that reason, I took to trying to capture that feeling for all I was worth, at a time when my life was due to end. "Whatever you do," said the oncologist, "don't go outside in the winter time. The cold will not mix well with chemotherapy." But I sat outside in my bathrobe and overcoat, in spite of him, all covered in snow, looking at birds through a lens, saying to myself, "while my days last, I'll do as I please." And birds, common birds, were my cure. I took a good dose of their vividness, and stayed alive. Both of these photos have one thing in common now, besides being D.D.s, and I thought you should know. They come from a place deep inside of me where I made the sight of birds be my reason to live. Against the odds, I'm still alive.
Congratulations on both your DD's. Great shots! There is just something about birds, isn't there. I can never quite describe it, but I smile all day afgter seeing a beauty in my backyard in the morning. Capturing it on photograph sometimes is just an added bonus.
That is quite the story above. I'm in awe you went against doctors wishes.. and see.. you made the right decisions for yourself! When we get filled inside, with something so positive and strong, maybe it acts as a strong roadblock for the bad stuff inside, who knows.
In any case, I wish you and all yours a Merry Christmas.. and may you be blessed in the New Year with good health and an ever increasing positive spiral! xxx Lou
Thanks Lou. A very sweet note. The other day a small hawk landed next to me, having failed to catch one of my songbirds. No time to fetch the camera or guidebook. What a thrill to my soul it was. Being touched by wildness brings life to us. All children should be taught to watch birds, I think. Merry Christmas, Lou, and God bless you and yours.
Well, you see, it happens. I've been told of many cases: each time it was the same - people thought "while my days last, I'll do as I please" and started doing their favourite things they usually postponed. And they survived. I see each case as a miracle of life. The miracle of life happened to you. I'm so glad you are with us.
Amen to that my friend!!! To see God's beauty in all that is around, but especially His birds, in all there glory, is an blessing. You, my friend have been grated it seems more time to enjoy as much as you can, I pray I look at things the same way. Live to the fullest!!!
Fantastic story, it's wonderful to read some background to (how you experience) your photos. Science doesn't know everything and I personally applaud you for having taken your life as you please to spend it. That you're here, is a good thing, even though I don't know you well. Your art says a lot about you, and for that mere fact, I'm glad that I'm able to say these things to you.