Saturday, April 28

the ghosts on the hill


i am writing to you and i feel as if there is so much to tell you. I am hoping you are well and that you are catching moments of quiet happiness. as i write you i feel exhausted but the good kind, the kind that has your heart full. it has been a strange road the positive things have have left the bad behind. honestly i feel as if the clouds opened up and dropped pixie dust on me ( i have never written pixie dust before) but it is true. the kind acts that have come my way as of late are beyond my imagination. aran has replaced my broken computer with one of her own and when i received it , i kept saying is this really happening ( aran, thank you). then finding out that another gift is on it's way. i am overwhelmed and find myself wanting to invite the whole world to sit under that magical cloud.

Last weekend as the grass began growing under a warmer sun and rain, i knew it was time to spread out the pasture, k and i worked hard and as we did the rain came. i am always working on fences in the rain and maybe that is the way it will always be. i was wet and cold,  the fog was coming in and  out as if it was playing the part of waves on the sea shore. i grabbed my camera and headed down the dirt driveway to capture what i could.  my arms were heavy, elbow throbbing, clothing wet was strangely making me feel wakened.  the seams between myself and nature were sewn and i was reminded how when the body works hard the mind can have a renewed clarity. later on when k came back and joined me on the hill we stood in the grays of a day drenched in rain, the wind would blow the fog towards us and then through us and for a while it was as if we both quietly transformed into ghost.

* thank you aran for such a kind act.
*kim thank you for the first photo is one of my favorites i have ever taken 

20 comments:

sheila said...

I love these images Nadia, they make me think of the vastness of the universe which makes these acts of kindness that much more cherished. The first image is not the one of all of them I would have chosen as my favorite, but the more I look at it..it’s a picture of stillness and rolling movement. Beautiful!

Sarah said...

I so understand how you must have felt...one of my favorite things to do is to stand in the wind with my arms stretched out, letting it pass through me, renewing every part of me. Nature can be so mystical in it's healing.
I imagine this was a beautiful day.

your photos are breathtaking!
Sarah

wrangler said...

the seams between myself and nature were sewn ...

the grass began growing under a warmer sun and rain...

beautiful

the wild magnolia said...

your sharing in word and photos pulls us inside the magic too.

thank you for this. i am so happy for you.

Mary said...

Lovely photographs. Such wonder and peace in them. I'm happy for your pixie dust. :)

sarah-jane down the lane said...

We are moving sheep to pasture today...still some of the fences are down...it will be to the wire. The rain is lashing across our hill...I love to watch Him wrestle with the elements, he never gives in, that's what I love about him.
Ghosts...sounds so beautiful,

Sarah -x-

RetreatingAndAdvancing said...

I'm glad you're feeling better :)

Cannelle Et Vanille said...

I'm so happy that you can use it so we can all continue to enjoy this gorgeous blog. The photos are truly beautiful Nadia. We miss you.

country girl said...

I am so glad that you have been given the tools to keep sharing your photos and thoughts with us.

xo

ArteMamma said...

Wonderful photos, that fits very well with your text and emotion.
I love the final part in which you write *we stood in the grays of a day drenched rain, the wind would blow the fog towards us and then through us and for a while it was as if we both quietly transformed into ghost.*: it remembers me of Joyce.
Thank you for sharing and inspiring:)

kimberly said...

The images are absolutely stunning and have such a magical feel to them (but I fear I always use the word magical when describing your images). Even on a dark wet day you find beauty. It is a gift my friend, truly. I hope your weekend has been peaceful and comforting and I look forward to seeing more photos of that fairytale world you seem to live in. (until I can see it in person!)
xx

KT Mac said...

Oh, your photographs always stir something deep within my heart. You have a gift for finding beauty in the world and for sharing it with us. Thank you for that. This series is one of my absolute favorites since I've started reading your blog. Please keep seeing the beauty and sharing it!

elaine said...

as I mentioned to you before, I began at the beginning of your blog and as I did I so enjoyed your pictures and words but I have to say now that I love it all even more. Your pictures have a way of drawing me in in such a peaceful way...makes me want thank Kim as well. :-) you have such a gift, Nadia...and your gift blesses others.

onesilentwinter said...

wow dear friends you are so good to me, your words are like wool blankets and cozy fires the only difference is the never burn out are fall from my shoulders- i take them with me thank you all

Sweet Life Farm said...

Your words, more than ever, poetic, hauntingly lovely…as devoted companion to your photos. As before me, thankful for the kindness of Kim and Aran, as they gift us over and over again by your sharing Nadia.

Deb said...

Where we live is foggy as often as it is sunny. A common lament is to rail against the fog and clamor for the sun. Your stunning photos and elegant words are a reminder of the beauty in each moment of each day.

thoroughlynourishedlife.com said...

This was a lovely post, and as always beautiful photos. Thank you for sharing your gift of words and imagery with the world.

Miren Iriondo Photographie said...

I love these images

Stephanie said...

That does not surprise me...you two are full of much goodness. I am so blessed to know you both! xo

Lyn said...

Your photos are breathtaking. Thank you for taking time to capture the fog.