Pamela Leavey

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Landscape Photography

The fine art landscape photos available below are some of my favorites. I hope they will be your favorites too. All of the photos in this collection were taken in the Newburyport, Massachusetts area at either Maudslay State Park or the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge.

All prints are 8″ x 12″ Giclée Prints on Fine Art Paper. Print prices at $32.99, with a 9.99 flat rate shipping fee added at the Checkout to the total cost of your order.

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Golden Light on North Pool Overlook No. 1

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

October Dogwood at Maudslay State Park

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Fall Leaves at Maudslay State Park

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Golden Light on North Pool Overlook No. 2

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Dike Trail at Hell Cat Swamp No. 1

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Trees at Hell Cat Swamp

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Hell Cat Swamp No. 1, at the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Dike Trail at Hell Cat Swamp No. 2

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Fall Foliage at Maudslay State Park

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Dogwood’s Fall Colors at Maudslay State Park

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

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Artist Statement: As a photographer I am drawn to color, light, movement, patterns and reflections that occur in nature. I am a visual spatial person who naturally sees what is before my eyes within a frame. Throughout my life I have been inspired by art and nature, each in their many forms. Photography a marvelous medium for me as multimedia artist, writer and photographer, as it provides an instant gratification of creating something tangible that I can share with others. I hope you find inspiration in my work, and invest in my artistic vision. With gratitude… Pamela Leavey

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Photo Essay: At the Water’s Edge

One early April day a couple of years ago, I was walking on the beach at the Sandy Point State Reservation located at the southern tip of Plum Island, Massachusetts. I’ve been going to the beach at Sandy Point since I was a young child. As I walked along the beach, I noticed a small boy standing at the water’s edge watching the shallow waves coming towards him. There’s something very special about watching children at play on the beach. If like me, you grew up near the beach, the vision of a young child at the water’s edge takes you back to your own childhood.

I remember standing at the water’s edge in that same way, looking at the water working its way towards me and then swirling around my feet. There’s a moment when we reach the water’s edge, no matter how old we are, that we stand pensively watching the water in a state of wonder. And then we look to one side or the other, and we start to move along the lapping waves, because we are curious why each wave disperses along the beach in a different way.

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Food For Thought: Wonder

Sandy Point, Plum Island, Massachusetts

Without the state of wonder that blossoms when graced with the vision of nature we would surely be lost, for as I feast my eyes each day upon the river that fluxes with the tides afore my eyes, I am touched by the grace of the universe. The greatest gift to humankind is the world in which we live, the nature around us. The rivers and the seas, the mountains and the beaches, the sacred places, are where we must all go to unburden and renew. Wonder is what heals us. Wonder brings us joy. Wonder, that sense of pure awe that touches us in the midst of nature is the primal conduit of joy.

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Reflections: Affirming Direction

Summer is winding down as the first week of September has brought a preview of the colors of fall to the banks of the Merrimack River and beyond. The other evening after attending the wake of an old friend from high school, I decided to drive down to the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge as I had the camera in the car.

Before I even got to the Refuge, I was struck by the late day light on the west facing wall of the iconic Pink House on the Plum Island Turnpike. I quickly veered off the side of the road, parked my car and grabbed the camera. I took numerous shots with both a 70 – 300 mm zoom and a 10 – 24 mm wide angle (both Nikon).

The light was breathtaking. The wall was illuminated with a golden glow that mingled sweetly with the fall tones of the marsh grasses and brush around the house. As I walked back and forth along the roadside with the camera taking shots from different angles with my two lens I suddenly realized there was a Red-tailed Hawk sitting on the chimney of the house. My spirit bird had come to visit.


Always tuned to the energy of the wild creatures and other forces of nature, I was grateful for the visit of my messenger, the Red-tailed. (more…)

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Daily Affirmations: Be All That I Can Be

sandy point trail

Today, I strive to make a difference where ever I go. Today, I strive to touch one life in such a way that I provide comfort, solace and help in some meaningful way. Today, I strive to Be All That I Can Be, to do my best in all that I do. Today, I go forth and do the work of the Spirit that guides me, and trust that it shall not lead me astray. Today, I will trust that somewhere,  somehow I will make a difference; and I am grateful for that opportunity.

Namaste… Pamela

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Musings: At the Water’s Edge

low tide sandy pointMusings on a late summer’s day from my journal…

The tidal waters converged around the sandbar creating a rippling wave that crisscrossed and danced diagonally on the shore. The blue ocean water sparkled in the large tidal basin evoking the vision of a large sapphire sitting in the sun.

As I waded in the warm tidal pool I looked down to see a school of minnows swirling about my feet and my ankles. I imagined that they tickled my flesh as they swam by so swiftly in the sun-warmed water.

What a blessing to have this perfect last beach day soaking up the sun and lolling in the water that was near warm enough to be in the tub. Life was teeming at the water’s edge, from the minnows and hermit crabs to the sanderlings and piping plovers and of course, the large shore birds, the gulls of the Atlantic shore. Soon the cooler fall air would shift into play and the warmer weather birds would migrate.

The vast swarms of swallows had left the refuge just a few days ago. The purple martins were also gone. The songbirds had long moved on. Summer was winding down. The green marshes had been showing a hint of fall color for a few weeks, but suddenly there was a riot of color exploding in bursts across the landscape.

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