A 52-Week Photo Journey

… Mary Nell Moore's Photography


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Week 17 – #38. Serenity In Nature

Some fellow photographers and I recently found ourselves in a quiet little country community in Tennessee by the name of Sequatchie Valley, a place where neighbors take care of neighbors and barns and hay fields are plentiful.  This particular scene made me think of the many days I spent on my Grandpa Sparks’ little farm and playing in his barn. This one is very similar to his except for the fact that his had a hay loft. Can anyone remember playing in your Grandpa’s barn and jumping from the loft onto heaps of hay below?  If you didn’t grow up in the country like I did, you cannot truly appreciate the simple life and “serenity in nature” as shown in this photo._MNM4733-Recovered

 

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Week 9 – #29. On The Edge

Nature was good to us on a recent visit to Chattanooga.  First, we saw two adorable fawn enjoying an afternoon snack of wildflowers in the back yard and another day we saw this large hawk sitting “on the edge” of the deck railing. Even though it was noon time (bad lighting), I jumped up, grabbed my camera and captured this photo through a closed sliding glass door. Unfortunately, to add another lighting issue, our sliding glass doors have protective film on them which interfered with a sharp photo but I could not let this opportunity pass me by. As I slowly approached the door, the hawk must have heard me approaching and turned his head towards the house. Isn’t nature wonderful?

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Week 16. – #43. Solitary

The fall season is my favorite time of the year and when I thoroughly enjoy long drives and walks in the woods in and around my hometown of Chattanooga. This is when I can leave my cares behind, explore meadows and admire the majesty of old-growth trees, moss and the sound of a waterfall or stand on top of a mountain looking through mist and fog. These are magical times for me. As I drove over the mountain on this day, I determined winter was fast approaching as indicated by this solitary fallen red leaf.
43. Solitary