A confluence is the merger or meeting of two or more objects (or subjects) that seem to inseparably bind their respective forces or attributes into a point of junction.That's the wikipedia definition. In the few seconds that I snapped the above pictures, I felt I had captured the soul of this definition. I remember that my heart was racing and I was praying that my trembling hands didn't mess up the focus. In less than a minute the symmetry, the synergy had vanished. The delight of being present for the transient gift of beauty remains forever.
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Oh the joy of being in the right place at the right time and having the camera at the ready. I love the pics. Thanks.
Glad you enjoyed the Mary Oliver Poem. She always manages to put her finger on my pain and give me a ray of hope to hang onto.
Beautiful!
Thanks,Cuppa - yes, yes - pathos and joy - beauty and wonder - she is my favorite contemoporary poet. Ted Koosier - a close second.
And thank you dmmgmfm - it was beautiful in so many ways.
Are those swans?
Yes, Pablo - swans. Lovely aren't they?
Cathy, thanks for visiting my blog =). I love your confluence. It seems the swans were put there specifically for that purpose. =)
Ted Koosier you say? I must look him up. Thanks.
That's Kooser, not Koosier
Quite a bit of good luck here. Timing, light, motion - just perfect. How fortunate to have brought the camera!
...anxiously awaiting your next photos (hint hint).
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