Jen Rinaldi Photography

Capturing Life's Fleeting Moments…

Summer Has Arrived! | New Jersey Landscape Photographer July 3, 2009

Summer Has Arrived!


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Sweet Soul Shining Through September 28, 2008

Those true eyes… Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise the sweet soul shining through them

Edward Robert Bulwer-Lytton. British diplomat, viceroy of India and poet, 1831-1891

 

The Golden Hour September 24, 2008

The golden hour

The pink hue warms the sky

The golden sun slowly makes it’s way to the horizon

It falls so quickly

I’m left saddened about it’s disappearance before my eyes…leaving me in darkness

But I smile…reminding myself that this is not the end of the light

Tomorrow brings a new day and another sunrise

~J.L.R.

 

The Only Element We Can Exist In September 19, 2008

Light, when suddenly let in, dazzles and hurts and almost blinds us: but this soon passes away, and it seems to become the only element we can exist in.

~Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827

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I loved this pier…


Despite the ones below being taken at ISO 1600 (BY MISTAKE) I think I salvaged some of them to be pretty decent:

I like the sunburst…


Outer Banks, North Carolina

Bay Side

 

I Didn’t Ask For It To Be Over September 12, 2008

“I didn’t ask for it to be over, but then again, I never asked for it to begin.

For that’s the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance.

But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.” – Author Unknown

On the Sound – Duck (Outer Banks) North Carolina – September 2008

 

Knowing No Bounds September 9, 2008

The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense his life. . . .

The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds — how many human aspirations are realised in their free, holiday-lives — and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!

–John Burroughs, Birds and Poets, 1887

On the Sound – Duck (Outer Banks) North Carolina – September 2008