Week 16 of 2017 - A Photograph a Day - Project 365

The sixteenth week of 2017, the 365 photograph a day project. This week brought spring rains, much needed, adding the dimension of water to the blossoms of the season.

Dew drop
Day 105 04-16-2017












A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower. ~Rumi
Peony
Day 106 04-17-2017

Spirea
Day 107 04-18-2017

The Space Between

What's wrong and right
Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you
The Space Between
Your heart and mine
Is the space we'll fill with time
~Dave Matthews Band

Day 108 04-19-2017

One Rose

Day 109 04-20-2017

  
If you find me not within you, you will never find me. For I have been with you, from the beginning of me. ~Rumi

Day 110 04-21-2017

I only went out 
for a walk and 
finally concluded to stay out till sundown, 
for going out, 
I found, was really going in. 
~John Muir

Dogwood blossom 
on a rainy day

Day 111 04-22-2017























Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.

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Week 14 of 2017 - A Photograph a Day - Project 365

The fourteenth week of 2017, the 365 photograph a day project. This week spring well and truly sunk her teeth into the earth and showed her might.

A garden should be natural-seeming, with wild sections, including a large area of bluebells.
~ Diana Wynne Jones

Virginia Bluebell

Day 91 04-02-2017

Cherry blossom dawn

Day 92 04-03-2017

Possum frequently visit my yard, this little girl thought I couldn't see her. She decided to move on when I touched her tail.

Day 93 04-04-2017

Spring flowers,
wild confederate violets

Day 94 04-05-2017

First round of storms,
cherry trees wet with rain.

Day 95 04-06-2017

A white flower
grows in the quietness.
Let your tongue become that flower. ~Rumi

Jonquils

Day 96 04-07-2017

A faded rose sits on the windowsill, an unknown story.

Day 97 04-08-2017

















Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.

All work can be or is available for sale, visit www.terryrowe.photography. You can also leave me a comment if there is a particular piece of work you are interested in.

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Burnt Offerings

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
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This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/r/rumi135003.html

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/r/rumi135003.html

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/r/rumi135003.h

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/r/rumi135003.html

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally to take a step without feet. ~Rumi

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/r/rumi135003.html

The full moon, February's Snow Moon, marks a transition. Full moon to new moon, casting off the old, embracing the new. The cycle ends, and begins again. Time to let go.

On the eve of the full moon I took scraps of paper and wrote out feelings, beliefs, habits, thoughts - all of which I wanted to release, let go of. I took a silver bowl, filled it with the scraps of paper, and burnt the scraps into ash. The smoke spiraled up, carrying all of those words, into the silver light of the full moon. As the ashes cooled, I added a rose. The heat turned it black, but it held it's shape and it's promise of beauty.

Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.

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Reading Rumi

But listen to me:
for one moment,
quit being sad.
Hear blessings dropping their blossoms
around you. God.
~ Rumi, The Essential Rumi

I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when
you first come 'round
the corner.

Sense your scent when I come into a room
you've just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way you purse your lips
then let them part, just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space and kiss you.

I want to know the joy
of how you whisper 'more.'
~ Rumi, The Essential Rumi

My sweet heart,
you have aroused my passion,
your touch has filled me
with desire,
I am no longer separate
from you,
these are precious moments,
I beseech you,
don’t let me wait.
~ Rumi, The Essential Rumi












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