I journeyed on the paths yesterday with the intent of capturing images of transition. Its no longer summer but not quite fall. Most flowers are gone but others shine. Seasonal color lacks vibrancy as the emerald hills fade before the stunning hues of autumn capture our vision. Here are a few images with the reminder that change is just beginning and by design always happening.
He changes times and seasons…He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning. Daniel 2:24
At the southern corner of Northeast Ohio, where wild Ohio begins, small rural cemeteries are tucked into the Appalachian foothills. Here rest the black and white lines of family and community heritage.
My grandson experiences his first Monarch Butterfly release. Through experience and memory, he is now indelibly connected to the marvels of creation. His parting words, “Goodbye butterfly, have a good day.” They certainly got off to a good start.
My wife’s 1st grade class room yearly collects monarch caterpillars and successfully release them. Since she teaches rural Amish children there are usually quite a few. One boy found these Saddleback Moth caterpillars and brought them in. They only stung his mom twice he said. Now we we are caterpillar sitting over the weekend
This caterpillar belongs to the slug moth family. Its spiny hairs contain venom. Even the cocoon is potentially irritating. I did remove it from its jar for this photo shoot, but they are staying in the jar until release time comes..