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I met an old friend one cold morning at Old Beggs Lake...a favorite fishing place about 30 miles south of Tulsa, Oklahoma. I spent a good part of the morning taking various shots of the sunrise and followed my friend as he paddled his canoe back to the put in. As he drifted below where I was standing, I almost missed this shot. The image of the canoe surrounded by the dark reflections presented a peaceful scene. It seems to speak volumes of what being alone with nature really means. scene
There is a Place where Nature resides…a place unspoiled…a place where the voice of nature is soft. To understand its meaning, one must walk amongst its beauty …be still…then listen and gaze from the Heart…KRB