Tuesday, September 28, 2010
the perfect moments
The sight of Jabber walking proud up ahead with his Daddy, stepping into all the puddles with his black rubber fireman boots and his blaze orange cap.
The soft needles of a new white pine, the twisted hardy stand of jackpines waiting for a fire to loosen their seeds, the woody and steady curving limbs of ancient cedar.
The smell, somewhere between maple syrup and burned sage.
The contrast of the blue, blue sky with the red maple leaves and the wavering flight of the turkey vulture.
The kingfisher perched watchful on the beaver dam.
The glimpse of water behind the trees, the opening up to find glistening waves, bordered with vivid splashes of autumn colors.
The abandoned wasp nest all papery and silver.
The sound of birds, squirrels scolding, children keeping their voices all hushed and breathy with excitement, exclaiming over all this and more.
My favorite season,
my favorite place,
and my favorite people to share it with.
My perfect moments.