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Concentration

A concentration of greenery.
A concentration of greenery on a sultry day.  (Janes Island State Park, MD)

Someone who seems doddery is perhaps not doddery at all but only an older person absorbed in squinting concentration, as though on an ultimate trip, memorizing a scene, grateful for being alive to see it.

~ Paul Theroux, The Last Train to Zona Verde: My Ultimate African Safari

A concentration of vines
A concentration of vines.  (Janes Island State Park, MD)

Today’s Capture Your 365 prompt is Concentration.  I stumbled around this one for a while, not quite sure how I could capture concentration in an image.  My first thought was how easy it would be if I had someone I could catch concentrating on something, but there is no one here who would want to be featured on the blog.  Even Bo the Dog is camera shy these days.  Someone took a picture of him using the flash on their camera.  (I am not to blame for this one.  I rarely use the flash.)  Bo associates the flash with lightning and associates lightning with thunder, and he’s afraid of thunder.  He expects a boom! to follow a flash.  I wonder if he’s surprised when it doesn’t?

A concentration of tiny flowers.
A concentration of tiny flowers.

I had a gander at the definitions of Concentration and “something concentrated: a concentration of stars” and “a concentrated collection or mass” (FreeDictionary.com) brought to mind some possibilities.  I will admit to creatively stretching the definition a bit.  Otherwise, I’d be left with nothing.

My concentration is required to capture the butterflies.
My concentration is necessary to capture the butterflies.

M and I sat out on the deck the night of the last new moon.  The stars were brilliant and almost overwhelming in number.  It was, indeed, a concentration of stars.  We could even see a limb of the Milky Way.  A few falling stars (meteors) flashed in the southern sky.  I would like to try to photograph the night sky someday.  It will have to wait until the weather cools off and the biting insects retreat to wherever they go when they are finished for the season.  I’m not sure my camera is capable of what I’d like to do, but I won’t know until I give it a try.  Learning how to do it will require concentration.

A concentration of petals and soon-to-be seeds.
A concentration of petals and soon-to-be seeds.

Elegance is achieved when all that is superfluous has been discarded and the human being discovers simplicity and concentration:  the simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be.

~ Paulo Coelho

Butterfly concentration
Butterfly concentration

Thank you for visiting today, and spending a little time in concentration.  It’s still hot and humid here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, and I’d love nothing more than a day or two at the beach, but I don’t think that will happen anytime soon.  There are a few puffy clouds floating around in the mostly blue sky.  If they hang around for a while, it should be a nice sunset.  Meet you on the dock.  Sunset is at 8:09 PM.  Maybe we’ll treat ourselves to a cold glass of wine as we watch the sun retreat for the day.

Keeping your eye on that big, clumsy (by cat standards) creature (Bo the Dog) requires great concentration.
Keeping your eye on that big, clumsy (by cat standards) creature (Bo the Dog) requires great concentration.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Concentrating on Bo.
Concentrating on Bo.

Today’s joys:  Running and bounding with Bo (he’s such a happy dog!); cold and sassy water (“sassy water” is made with cucumber and lemon slices, mint, ginger, and of course, water); using some of those overgrown cucumbers in sassy water; lots of exercise and outdoor time.

Not quite a concentration of Morning Glories.  I'm not sure this would even be a cluster.
Not quite a concentration of Morning Glories. I’m not sure this would even be a cluster.
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Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

29 thoughts on “Concentration

  1. Concentration does seem like it could be a difficult prompt – I like how you interpreted it. Love the butterflies and butterfly bush flowers. I’m down one butterfly bush this year 😦 and I seem to be seeing far fewer butterflies as a result. Stare-downs between cat and dogs are a regular happening around here, lol.

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    1. Thank you, Karma. 🙂 I tried to grow a butterfly bush in NE Ohio, and it died, so I was thrilled that this one is not only alive, it’s blooming and thriving and attracting butterflies and hummingbirds. A friend gave me two more from her garden. They don’t look like they’re still alive, but I’m going to leave them until next summer to see if they make a comeback. Lots of stare-downs going on around here. lol!

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  2. Your efforts at concentration have led to beautiful images.
    You could also look at the word concentration as being many – as in the many trees seen in a small space in your first photos 🙂

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  3. A lovely collection of pictures, Robin! I especially love the concentrating kitty and am sad that I forgot her name. I’ve been doing a lot more doddering lately so it’s nice to know I can claim to be concentrating instead! The sunflower shot is exquisite…

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  4. Bo is adorable, Robin. As for doddering, I am in love with what can happen. Concentrating may have its place, though, especially if you’re a butterfly sipping that nectar. 🙂

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