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are my church

a photographer’s dream

an obsession.

 

I return

to scramble

Giant’s Path

Rock Rift

Bonticue Crag.

 

I return

to capture black snakes

slithering through the foothills

meditate on the serenity at Duck Pond

while snacking on wild blueberries.

 

I rejoice in making a photo

of two Turkey Vultures perched on a ledge

then follow them with my telephoto lens as they take flight

and circle back to

inspect their new home.

 

I witness

fellow hikers’ reflections

in pools

beneath waterfalls

the cool mist

sweaty rock

panorama.

 

I return with raw

close-ups of Spring’s

trillium erectum

wild ginger, and bloodroot;

all stalwart parishioners.

 

I return

to pan

Summer’s Rhododendron Bridge,

and zoom into a cloud

of pink and white mountain laurel.

 

I return

to shoot Autumn’s

red oak and mountain ash,

to snap the sugar maple’s

red, orange, and yellow leaves,

ablaze in my continuous shutter release.

 

I return

to marvel at the hypnotic revelation

that is the Gunk’s.

 

I return

in Winter

to photograph the glacial majesty,

mirror images in footprints left behind

to find the divine in a frosty pine.

 

I return

to capture

the golden light

the blue hour and the twilights

in slow water and ice.

 

I wait devout

day in and day out.

 

Then I return.

I return.

I return.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©Cornelia DeDona 11-06-17

 

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