There are the figurative shadows that are meant to control people by casting fear, disharmony, and darkness: war; disinformation; control; violence.
Then there are the literal shadows of nature that mix with sunlight to tickle the eye and elevate one’s mood.
Nature’s shadows remind us that defiance can take the form of being resilient, finding beauty and grace in nature while refusing to succumb to the dark evil of the figurative shadows.
I wish the literal shadows could cover, absorb, erase the figurative ones.
But they can’t. So, to calm my anger toward and frustration with world events over which I have no control but make my heart ache, I spend time with my dogs in nature. How incredibly lucky am I, to have that ability?
These photos were taken this afternoon, as the sun was slowly dropping toward the horizon, casting long, intriguing shadows across the pristine, newly-fallen snow. When my own shadow kept intruding in the frame, I started focusing on all the shadows on the landscape. I share them here with the feeble hope they provide a small respite from the long, dark, man-made shadows being cast these troubling, horrifying days.
I want peace. I want angry, old men to stop waging war to feed their egos, then disappear.
Letting Conall choose our path.
Tree shadows… and my own. No tracks, yet.
Finn’s shadow beside mine.
Following our leader, Conall, across the field.
Stone bench, half-covered in snow, still casting a shadow.
Conall, a shadow in the shadows as he clears ice from his paws, leading us back the way we came.
Three long shadows – Finn, me, and Conall.
A similar photo, taken in December 2008 with my Alaskan Malamutes Maia and Meadow.
Later, retracing out steps, our meandering path through the field obvious, the tree shadows have lengthened.
Through a wooded section, the trees are thick and cast fat shadows.
The clouds are shadowed while the trees cast their own long shadows against the snow-covered field as Conall leads me and Finn home along the track we set on the way out.
Shadows through the trees highlight the windblown shapes in the snow.
“Stick season” – when the deciduous trees have no leaves – offers its own beauty as the sun filters through tree and shrub branches, casting longs shadows against the glittering white snow.I love winter.
I delight in exploring the national forest near my Idaho home on foot, whether trail running, hiking, or xc skiing, with my two dogs by my side, taking photos of nature and wildlife. An author and freelance writer, I love observing and writing about the natural world, and dogs, and am a long-time contributing editor at Bark magazine. I used to practice law for a living. I much prefer the writing life.
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16 thoughts on “Shadows”
Bear, Teddy and I are doing the same for the same reason. Yesterday Bear and I met some lovely crane tourists who were here doing exactly the same thing and in a quiet, rather cryptic way we shared about it. ❤
Thanks for sharing those lovely photos, and for the reminder of how lucky we are that we can enjoy a peaceful walk in nature when so many in the world are suffering. My heart feels like it’s been stomped on lately, and I’ve had the same thoughts as you about angry old men making war…it’s horrific.
Bear, Teddy and I are doing the same for the same reason. Yesterday Bear and I met some lovely crane tourists who were here doing exactly the same thing and in a quiet, rather cryptic way we shared about it. ❤
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Right? Words fail, yet nature speaks to us of the arc of justice bending toward something better, some day.
I miss seeing sandhill cranes! Tell them hello for me, please.
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I will. They will probably miss you too when they get up your (former) way.
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stunning photos esp of you and the dogs 🙂 I love too your ruminations on the different types of shadows 🙂
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Thank you!
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Beautiful photos! Wise words! Well said. So true. Than you!
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Thanks, Karen!
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This is a beautiful post. Your photos are stunning.
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Thank you, and thanks for following.
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Thank you, Becky
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Thanks for sharing those lovely photos, and for the reminder of how lucky we are that we can enjoy a peaceful walk in nature when so many in the world are suffering. My heart feels like it’s been stomped on lately, and I’ve had the same thoughts as you about angry old men making war…it’s horrific.
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A moment in nature. Thank you. Dark days these are.
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Whoa, that photo in the header of your blog is fantastic That’s going to win a contest.
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Your shadows are definitely the beautiful ones – I adore that golden one you took a few years ago.
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Thanks, Andrea. That old photo is one of my all-time favorites. And it was such a random, quick, I-doubt-this-will-turn-out shot!
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