Eye Spy

I'm an amateur photographer who aspires. To what? Still a work in progress, I think.

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All photos on this blog are by Carla Axtman, unless otherwise stated. Please do not use the images on this blog without my expressed, written permission.

The red earth lucent

The film of evening light made the red earth lucent, so that its dimensions were deepened, so that a stone, a post, a building, had greater depth, and more solidity than in any daytime light;—John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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The red earth lucent

The film of evening light made the red earth lucent, so that its dimensions were deepened, so that a stone, a post, a building, had greater depth, and more solidity than in any daytime light;
—John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Pinky Swear
Dahlias are one of my favorite flowers. I’ve a healthy collection of dahlias in my personal garden. I’m thinking about moving to a different place near here, and the thought of leaving behind my flowers gives me a twinge, but it’s unlikely they’ll be room at the new place.
It’s hard to let go of things you love sometimes.
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Pinky Swear

Dahlias are one of my favorite flowers. I’ve a healthy collection of dahlias in my personal garden. I’m thinking about moving to a different place near here, and the thought of leaving behind my flowers gives me a twinge, but it’s unlikely they’ll be room at the new place.

It’s hard to let go of things you love sometimes.

Incidentally, this looks really great when viewed on black, so do click through and view it on Flickr.

A ray of beauty

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1844
Swan Island Dahlia, Canby, Oregon
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A ray of beauty

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo
Emerson, 1844

Swan Island Dahlia, Canby, Oregon


Quiet Girl

I would liken youTo a night without starsWere it not for your eyes.I would liken youTo a sleep without dreamsWere it not for your songs.—Langston Hughes

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Quiet Girl

I would liken you
To a night without stars
Were it not for your eyes.
I would liken you
To a sleep without dreams
Were it not for your songs.
—Langston Hughes



A poet’s mystic lay




In broad daylight, yesterday,I read a poet’s mystic lay;And it seemed to me at mostAs a phantom, or a ghost.-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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A poet’s mystic lay

In broad daylight, yesterday,
I read a poet’s mystic lay;
And it seemed to me at most
As a phantom, or a ghost.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Light the way

The sky shows off it’s glow on this summer morning in the Columbia Gorge. From Crown Point, facing eastward.

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Light the way

The sky shows off it’s glow on this summer morning in the Columbia Gorge. From Crown Point, facing eastward.


Heaven’s Wide Arch

Today’s reward for getting up at 3:45AM to make the bleary eyed drive to the Women’s Forum Overlook with the Sensei.
Wouldn’t have been out there if it wasn’t for Gary Randall, who organized a grand gathering of about 100 other crazy photographers.

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Heaven’s Wide Arch

Today’s reward for getting up at 3:45AM to make the bleary eyed drive to the Women’s Forum Overlook with the Sensei.

Wouldn’t have been out there if it wasn’t for Gary Randall, who organized a grand gathering of about 100 other crazy photographers.


In Their Eternal Faces

The Mountains—grow unnoticed—Their Purple figures riseWithout attempt—Exhaustion—Assistance—or Applause—
In Their Eternal FacesThe Sun—with just delightLooks long—and last—and golden—For fellowship—at night—Emily Dickinson


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In Their Eternal Faces

The Mountains—grow unnoticed—
Their Purple figures rise
Without attempt—Exhaustion—
Assistance—or Applause—

In Their Eternal Faces
The Sun—with just delight
Looks long—and last—and golden—
For fellowship—at night—
Emily Dickinson

Tumalo Overlook

The view from the top of Tumalo Falls, near Bend, Oregon.

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Tumalo Overlook

The view from the top of Tumalo Falls, near Bend, Oregon.

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