
There is a Lantana bush in my front yard I call “Mattie’s Bush,” because my friend and wildlife photographer Mattie Bryant would spend hours photographing it from every angle.
There is a Lantana bush in my front yard I call “Mattie’s Bush,” because my friend and wildlife photographer Mattie Bryant would spend hours photographing it from every angle.
Mattie’s eyes are of the deepest brown, they see.
Mattie’s eyes see.
The single drop of morning dew on a flower’s petal.
Mattie’s eyes see.
The glowing colors of a rainbow under cloudy skies.
Mattie’s eyes see.
Jewels on the beach cast up by a generous sea.
Mattie’s eyes see.
The full Moon set against a starry night’s sky.
Mattie’s eyes see.
The the fiery colors of the evening sunset.
Mattie’s eyes see.
The field of freshly mown hay, the mountain, the waterfall, the babbling brook.
Mattie’s eyes see.
All the beautiful and wondrous gifts of nature.
Mattie’s eyes are of the deepest brown, they see, her finger moves, the shutter and aperture obey her command. Frame by frame, we see the world as seen through Mattie’s eyes.
We have all had this happen, we’re out for a drive in the car, next thing you know, a squirrel runs out into our path! We’re surprised, the squirrel was definitely not expecting it, so the dance begins. You know these moves, you swerve to the right, the squirrel dodges right, turn to the left, there he is again! It’s like the squirrel is reading your mind! And in the brief moments as this is happening, you are thinking, “don’t hit the squirrel! don’t hit the squirrel!”
Anyone that knows me will tell you I love my North Georgia mountains. I had a chance recently to make a trip without my motorcycle and with my camera.
I have a huge Lantana bush in the front yard of my home. Today it was covered with butterflies, bees, and some moth like bugs.