Composition- Colorado Trails Photography

Colorado trails
Camera in hand
Tuck into trees
Capture all I can

Colorado Trees

Colorado Mountains

Hiking Photo

I’m a relaxed photographer. My fanciest trick is using the macro setting to capture lichen. I don’t even use a “real” camera, rather, my Samsung phone. When I’m hiking Colorado trails, I like to back into the trees, using branches to frame shots of mountains and formations. That’s the extent of my composition skills- hike often, find trees, back in, shoot to the west. My photos aren’t stellar, but they are reflections of my experiences, and they make me happy.


Snapshots Of Gratitude- What Is Gratitude Practice?

Alice Morse Earle Gratitude Quote
Gratitude practice isn’t born of plenty. It doesn’t bubble up as joy. It doesn’t always occur without effort.

Gratitude practice is a choice I make, several times each day. It’s a change of perspective. A moving of a game piece. A tweaked point of view.

Gratitude practice is staking a claim. Landing on a desolate landscape. Planting a flag.

I’m here. I’m alive. The sun is warm. I am grateful. 

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Choosing To See The Good

I sat with coffee and journal this morning, recounting my week. I wrote about my new health diagnosis, my husband’s travels, the pain of uncertainty, the fear of the future. Although the words remained on straight lines, they gradually slanted downward. My mood followed.

Where was the good?

I often resist gratitude. The blinders of pessimism are well-worn. Without effort, it’s possible for me to miss the good entirely.

I accept my darker mindset. I’ve been through difficult experiences that have shaped my worldview. But I am committed to the practice of gratitude, and recognize its important role in my PTSD recovery.

Since I am devoted to healing, I went back over my week with the blinders off. For each painful event, I added a good one.

Encouraging words.

Simple gifts.

Uplifting texts.

Supportive phone calls.

Arms around my middle.

Eyes locked with mine.

Hands to hold.

By seeking the good moments in my life, and jotting them in my journal, I am building up my emotional reserve. With every sting of shame, and fear of not belonging, someone validated my existence. In each tide of hopeless tears, comfort stood nearby. Whenever I felt alone and scared, I found safety in offered love.

Even when lost in despair, I can see I fought for myself.

It’s this combination of kindness from others and love from within that will save me. But only if I choose to see the good.

Choosing To See The Good


Snapshots Of Gratitude

There is an idea that gratitude is accessed via abundance. That when our lives are full to bursting, and all the skies blue, hearts leap from throats in joyful exclamation! I find the opposite to be true. The practice of gratitude is something I reach for most in times of trouble. Gratitude practice is like stumbling up my front steps, walking into a dark house, and searching along the wall for the light switch. I know night is all around, but I can change my perspective by turning on a lamp.

In practicing gratitude, I don’t pretend everything is ok. I just remind myself that I will be.

Mary Oliver Quote