I love winter light and yesterday’s was especially good for taking photos, not so contrasty that shadows were muddied and objects in sunlight were blinding. I’ve included a bit of rhyming doggerel to set the scene.
Walking near Juanita Bay beach
taking photos in winter’s light.
No beavers, no muskrats, no eagles in flight,
just gulls, wood ducks, and dogs on leash.
Cormorants spread their wings to dry,
seagulls pass on winter’s breeze.
Whistling sounds of wind in the trees,
my legs nearly stretch to the sky.
Seeing bold contrasts in black and white,
some trees in shadow while others are gleaming.
Icy fingers signal the coming of evening,
Arctic winds beat the sun in a fight.
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I retired June 30, 2010 after working for 40 years in the field of education and most recently doing school public relations/community outreach in a mid-size urban school district. I wrote for superintendents and school board members. Now I'm writing for me and I hope for you. In this blog, I offer my own views coupled with the latest research on how to preserve our physical and mental health as we age, delve into issues most of us over 50 can relate to like noticing wrinkles and forgetting where we left our keys, discuss the pros and cons of different ways to engage our minds and bodies after we leave the workplace, and throw in an occasional book review, all peppered with a touch of humor, irony, and just plain silliness. Also, I'm on the third draft of my second novel since retirement.
I love winter light and yesterday’s was especially good for taking photos, not so contrasty that shadows were muddied and objects in sunlight were blinding. I’ve included a bit of rhyming doggerel to set the scene.
Still Life 
