Thy light alone... gives grace and truth to lifes unquiet dream
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, Hymn to Intellectual Beauty
I lost my creative rhythm toward the end of this summer. In mid- August I somehow fell out of sync with the regular activity of my own life.
Not even our annual canoe trip to the Boundary Waters could bring me around. The photos I wanted to take, among other things, seemed just beyond my reach.
It took me the better part of a month to recognize my predicament, and then some patience before lifes cadence began to reveal itself again. Up north over the Labor Day weekend, Beauty offered this glimpse into the heart of it all.