Sunday, October 24, 2010

Harvest

field 1

'Corn wind in the Fall,
come off the black lands,
come off the whisper of the silk hangers,
the lap of the flat spear leaves.'

~ Carl Sandburg

field 2


Carl Sandburg is probably my favorite poet (his poems about Chicago and the Midwest),
 and he just happens to have been born in the state of Illinois
and is of Swedish ancestry (both like me).
I found the above poem and thought it was fitting for these 2 pictures.

These were captured last weekend of Grace and Will walking in a nearby field.
Both are candids.
The first one of Grace surveying her surroundings.
The second one I shot East into the sun (it was about 8:00 am). I'm liking the haze
and sunflare very much. I have this little fear of shooting into the sun and I'm trying to overcome that.
Will picked up the corn stalk on his own to walk with, and I especially love how
he was looking at his sister.

16 kind words:

Number 6 and no more counting! said...

wow Gail! These are spectacular! Carl Sandburg's poetry is beautiful. I didn't know that bit of history about him.

A lovely, lovely, LOVELY, read! Thanks for sharing.

Lea
xo

redmaryjanes said...

I just love these! It looks like the fields here around our home.

China Dreams said...

This is an odd coincidence; I had just been reading a bunch of Sandburg poetry trying to come up with something that was fitting for autumn but so much poetry about the season is depressing. I ended up using Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost for the project I was doing. Not exactly inspiring but perfect in the end for my needs.

Love both photos, but I really love the first one. I live in the country, in the woods, in the mountains, but I also love the prairie. I've decided that as long as there is a horizon, I'm happy. Can't stand being stuck in suburbs or flat cities where all I see is more suburb and more flat city. This photo looks like the world just goes on forever.

Colleen said...

These are lovely Gail! The poetry is so fitting to go along with them. Beautiful!

Kim said...

Love the photos..
You surly know how how to capture every moment..
Soooo beautiful..
love ya..

Love Letters To China said...

These are beautiful Gail. Love the sun flare. I've never tried it, but after seeing how wonderful your photo looks, I think I need to give it a try.

Hope you had a great weekend.

Hugs,
Grace

Colin and Jill Canada said...

You should shoot into the sun more often, because that second photo is absolutely perfect. The haze makes it dreamy, which corresponds beautifully with how candid it is.

Amazing captures.
Jill

Wanda said...

Both wonderful shots Gail. We can really feel the mood - so wistful and dreamy. It's funny how something so shunned has become du riguer. Your eastern sun adds so much to this already perfect moment between your two lovelies.

Have a great week!
xoxo

Oh, and excuse me...but has Grace like, grown a foot. She looks so tall. Tell her to stop it. It's going too fast!

a Tonggu Momma said...

Gorgeous photos, Gail! And I just had to comment because I know that poem. One of the many schools I attended in my life was named for Carl Sandburg. And no, it wasn't in the midwest. I never understood that.

Steffie B. said...

Gorgeous pics....love seeing the two together....

Faith Hope Love Photography said...

Beautiful...same views around here, hope they are done combining the corn this week;) I love these as they are so natural. And her hands...LOVE!

Mariel Torres said...

love everything about these!

Shonni said...

Such beautiful pictures!!!

Robin said...

WOW ... Gail I love these pictures & the poem is just beautiful! Love the picture of Grace ... she looks so grown-up there. Looks like she is in deep thought!

Chasing Dreams Photography said...

Beautiful pictures Gail : ) Love the sunlight...very pretty.

Jboo said...

Love your photos and your words too. So sweet!

Janet

 
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