“With all colors combined the world shines” ~Arefin Bashar Arif

“We walked 

always 

in beauty, 

it seemed to me. 

We walked 

and looked about, 

or stood 

and looked. 

Sometimes, 

less often, 

we would sit 

down. 

We did not often 

speak. 

The place spoke 

for us 

and was a kind of 

speech. 

We spoke to each other 

in the things 

we saw.” 

~Wendell Berry

a pretty fall walk in the woods with David.

Nickerson State Park.

Joanna Vaughan Photography

“When we look up at the sky, we are trying to find the way back to ourselves” ~Jostien Gaarder

“But the sky...

cumulonimbus clouds are 

stacked 

and banked 

to the stratosphere, 

and the lowering sun 

has bronzed 

and brassed 

and blushed 

them. 

These are clouds 

to make you long 

for wings. 

These are clouds 

that leave you not knowing 

what 

to believe. 

~Michael Perry

Dark October sky over Chatham.

Claflin's Landing, Stage Harbor, and Cow Yard.

Joanna Vaughan Photography.

“I wonder if the ocean smells different on the other side of the world.” ~J.A. Redmerski

“When you approach something 

to photograph it, 

first 

be still with yourself 

until the object 

of your attention 

affirms your presence. 

Then 

don't leave 

until you have captured 

its 

essence.” 

~Minor White

Breezy autumn days on Cape Cod.

Snow Shore, The Cove, Boat Meadow Beach.

Joanna Vaughan Photography

“Every day is spectacular sacred time.” ~Lailah Gifty Akita

CIRCLES OF LIFE

Everything

Turns, Rotates,

Spins,

Circles,

Loops, Pulsates,

Resonates,

And

Repeats.

Circles Of life

Born 

from pulses of light,

Vibrate

to breathe

While spiraling

Outwards

For Infinity

through

the lens of 

time,

and into

a sea of 

stars

and

lucid dreams.

Poetry by Suzy Kassem

Autumn at Boat Meadow Beach and Rock Harbor.

Eastham and Orleans.

Joanna Vaughan Photography

“Walk soft, like whispers.” ~Aimee Bender

“I did not want to think 

about people. 

I wanted the 

trees, 

the scents 

and 

colors, 

the shifting shadows 

of the wood, 

which spoke a language 

I understood. 

I wished 

I could simply 

disappear 

in it, 

live like a 

bird 

or a fox 

through the 

winter, 

and leave the things I had
glimpsed 

to resolve themselves 

without me.” 

~Patricia McKillip

Some leaf peeping and hiking in the mountains.
Franconia Notch State Park, New Hampshire.
Joanna Vaughan Photography.