Drift Away

A favourite photo and fleeting moment captured in 2016. No edits. Pure nature. It was cold and windy, but oh the light was magical! So I tucked myself into the trees to keep warm and watched the sunlight dance, transforming the landscape from white to beautiful, pale hues of pink and purple.

I am so fortunate to have the privilege of capturing light and extraordinary ‘glimmers’ like this from my corner of the Canadian prairies. ✨️

Drift Away

For a few fleeting moments
sunlight gently danced
across a snow-covered field.

Randomly brushing colour
on glistening snowdrifts,
sculpted by harsh winter winds.

Turning the ordinary
into extraordinary art —
sparkling, enchanting, magical.

Sandi Knight © 2024

This…is my season.

A poem written last September. The sentiments remain the same; fall will forever be my favourite season. Happy Autumn Equinox!

This…
is my season.

When the morning air is crisp and cool;
walks refreshing, invigorating.

When fog rolls across prairie fields,
then slowly lifts as the sun rises.

When steam rises from my morning coffee,
as I pause on my deck to soak in the beauty.

When autumn twirls her brush with a flourish,
her palette rich with gold, amber, scarlet, auburn.

When fashion-forward trees shed their coats of green
we waited so eagerly to see just a few shorts months ago.

When painted leaves dance down to the ground,
as the wind nudges them to let go and fly.

When the greys and brown of tree branches and bark
are highlighted against the fresh autumn canvas.

When flowers deepen and brighten in colour,
hosting hummingbirds and bees for a final fall feast.

When the sky is a deep, clear, azure blue,
filled with migrating birds calling out their goodbyes.

When the sun reluctantly slips away earlier,
but with vibrant hues of harvest orange and red.

When change is in every direction
yet welcome, soothing and comforting.

This…
is my season.

Sandi Knight © 2023