It was gray and rainy so I wandered out for a hike without my camera. I did not want to get it wet. After a few hundred yards I turned around and ran back to get it. The drops of water hanging on the branches were so beautiful.
The reflection that each drop holds is like a little snow globe world.
“The water reflects our spirit. In Zen it is said that the whole moon and sky are reflected in a drop of dew on the grass. Each the whole.”
I read this passage in After the Ecstasy, the Laundry by Jack Kornfield and it reminded me of these photos. I love how such a small drop can reflect the expansive world beyond the drop, it seems impossible, yet there it is.
My camera survived the rain, my husband ( who is an amazing videographer, and has to shoot in all kinds of weather ) taught me this trick, it’s not fool proof but in a pinch it keeps things fairly dry. I cut a hole in the corner of a plastic bag and then another hole to see through the view finder.
It’s been a gray, rainy and cold spring but there is still so much beauty to find and share.
What have you found lately?