Keys Sunrise

1 07 2012

Keys Sunrise

A cloudy sunrise, looking north toward Marathon over the 7-mile bridge.





I Am The Sea

15 06 2012

Blue Tang

A photo I took while snorkeling off Cat Island, Bahamas in 2006.

I plunge into the sea

And find myself

I am there

Among the sargassum

Swimming with blue tang

My breath an echo

Constant as the surf

I am there

Dissolving into sun beams

Buried in rippled white sand

With the eagle ray

until a shadow floats over me

and I burst forth

I am there

MR 6/12

 





Sunset Snorkeling

14 06 2012

I’m floating in the warm waves at sunset, scanning the ocean floor for bright tropical fish and the waving antennae of spiny lobsters peeking from under their rocky hiding places.  I imagine I’m a mermaid, my body undulating through the salty sea,  floating grass tickling my scales.  I lift my head periodically, the water rolling gently over my body as I keep an eye on my beach bag, although my concern is truly unnecessary.  I am nearly alone.  Only a few other people dot the beach, and after  half an  hour or so, I am the only one left.  I emerge from the surf, and leave my snorkel, then head back in to float in the warm water.  I stand, grab a handful of sargassum and shake it over my palm, then smile in wonder at the tiny creatures wiggling against my skin.  Baby shrimps and a little crab scramble furiously over my hand, searching for their sea weed home.   I feel gentle  ridges in the sandy ocean bottom under my feet, their wavy shape carved by the moon’s gravitational dance.  Feeling completely at peace, I leave the sea.  The balmy air chills my wet skin.





Floating Island

5 06 2012

An island floats on the horizon

surrounded by exquisite  blueness.

Sea and sky perfectly blended

on earth’s palette.





The Rainy Season

1 06 2012

I drive to work beneath the hanging bellies of rain-laden clouds, who promise fecund drops to nurture earth. The porous limestone of the islands mirrors my own creative skin, both hungry for replenishment, and awaiting the deluge.  For me that downpour comes in the hours and minutes of summer when my time is my own.  For the Keys, it is the afternoon thunderstorms that form cloud-towers in the sunny heat, then burst into thunder-claps and fleeting downpours, only to dissolve into sunsets of breath-taking beauty.  Earth’s creative expression is my inspiration! And so I drive on with cloud grayness holding me to the ground, counting the days until I can build my own cumulus towers of ideas and images;  until I too am replenished.





Island Summer

22 05 2012

Like a long stretch of beach, the solitude of summer beckons  me.  I know from experience that the grains of minutes will go by too quickly, that my plans for relaxation and creative expression will bud, blossom and fade with the August doldrums.  Still, my excitement builds.  So many choices unfold.  Will I slip out of bed early for a sunrise stroll, or laze sleepily on soft sheets while the whirring ceiling fan stirs my dreams?  Will the sparkle  blue of the pool draw me in for some lap swimming,  or will I drag my bike down the stairs and pedal off to look for feeding eagle rays beneath the seven mile bridge?  Perhaps my kayak will invite me for a paddle among the mangroves where I’ll listen for the huffing breaths of manatees and see snowy white herons feeding in the shallows.  Hubby and I will spend weekends on photo adventures or snorkeling in clear ocean depths.  The joy of summer lies in the breadth of choices or the option of doing nothing;  in the grains of minutes that trickle and then cascade, that roil in the gentle surf, and finally come to rest on a long stretch of beach.





Solitude

12 05 2012

When I walk into my bedroom at night, close the door and absorb the silence, I feel enveloped in the positive space of solitude.  The world is at bay, the television  a muffled, distant drone.  I float through currents of cool air, as the ceiling fan blades quietly whir, carrying me to the king-sized expanse of crisp sheets and soft pillows.  I give prayerful thanks for the peace and comfort of my home, and this sanctuary for sleep.  Most  nights, the whispering palm fronds sway, or even whip, in the ocean breezes outside my windows.  Some nights, the glow of my Nook illuminates my face, while the words I read (hopefully!) are illuminating my mind; or at least lulling me into the softness of sleep.  Other nights, the dark silence is all I crave, lying there with my thoughts soaring, crashing, sparking odd connections and finally drifting into sleepy peacefulness.  Solitude is both a necessity and a pleasure, a thing I occasionally  seek and sometimes stumble upon, but always relish.





Ephemeris

6 05 2012

I’m heading out with my new camera to photograph the rise of the “super” moon over Sombrero Lighthouse.  Hubby and I  used the web page Photographer’s Ephemeris to see exactly where the moon will be coming up.  It’s a great sight for planning photo shoots.  The word ephemeris interests me tonight, perhaps even inspires me.  It is such a left-brain construct of data and tables, a surprising definition for a word so much like ephemeral which means  something brief or fleeting.  Like the creative functions of the right-brain, those elusive connections and ideas, the celestial bodies are fleeting in their positions at any given time, although predictable in general; enough so that ephemeris can be created!





Testing

30 04 2012

The testing is done, and today I am inspired by the real teaching that can take place once the high-stakes assessments are done. Project- based learning, where students work together balancing their skills and talents to create wonderful learning environments that culminate in products and presentations where kids can show what they’ve learned without multiple choices and bubbled answers. I love the low hum of conversation, the give and take in activities, and the sharing of ideas that builds real-life skills while so much learning takes place. The kids are so much more engaged in this type of learning, and they love to share what they know. It’s so much fun to see the process of discovery. Sometimes being a teacher is the best job in the world!





Camera

25 04 2012

Today I’m inspired by my new camera! I can’t wait to see the world through this new lens. Already I have ideas and am thinking in new ways about how to look at the world around me. Sharper close-ups and more saturated sunsets will all be possible now. I can’t wait to explore the features and learn how to use them. Growing and learning in my craft are the best inspiration.