It can be difficult to find the words sometimes, you feel "the jacket is empty" like we say in Finland.
And the same happens often in every area of life at the same time. You go to many different spots, hoping you will find and see something interesting to capture and guide your mind to a different track, distract that mood. In those days your capacity to see the photo potential or just take the action with your camera is somehow behind the fog of the mind. Sometimes we can't make any documents of the moment we experienced and we do not have to. It is meant to be like that: no pictures or words needed. A hidden memory and a moment with a personal meaning can help to go on. In these sort of important foggy days when we are stucked and looking for the answers, it is even more important to walk your nose to the Nature and in the end you will forget why things seemed to be so difficult.
The green power, the changing colors and landscapes are softly,
touching our body when we move inside the canal, the canal that we create by going further. It is invisible and unique every time we do that with our presence and silent communication with the visual,audible in every way sensible living circle of 360 degrees, without stopping walls of the architectural cubes.
One day I left the other issues aside for a few hours, took my bike and drove to Amsterdamse Bos, the Forest of Amsterdam, to find the base and the peace for the rest of the week. From my home I can easily drive there by bike in 20 minutes and enjoy the big area of interesting small cycling routes and attractions. There is many things to do and see as you can find from the link in this chapter.
At one point of my drive I saw these beautiful old trees and a path under them. I left the asphalt road and drove with my bike under this majestic scenery. I felt and heard the dry leaves and the acorns and other sort of peanuts making sounds under the wheels. I felt I was going somewhere in other time than the presence, it was like a deja vu feeling from the past. This sort of memories come sometimes from the childhood, reminding how capable we are to sense all small details of life when we give it a chance.
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| Shadows painted by the Sun and the trees. |
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| Green surface |
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| Human made Art at the Forest |
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| At the Goat Farm of Amsterdamse Bos |
We have to wait still a bit for the bigger change. We are waiting for the autumn to come. The first leaves to fall are the dry ones, burned by the Indian summer we had during the last weeks. The dark hours are taking more space from our days, but this can be positive. Our physical and mental clock will be catching the next period, first maybe hesitating, but eventually adapting and seeing the beauty of this metamorphose. And like the nature, we are changing and developing all the time. The foggy days, rainy and sunny days - feeling alive with this waving presence. We all, one moment feeling lost and the next minute to be found and seen again.
