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Sunday, September 26, 2010
Low Water Dam
Autumn winds rustle at loose and falling leaves. The absence of rushing water is peaceful but unnatural, a dry season indeed. None of that matters as I stop, taking in all that shimmers of fall around me. I pause, to enjoy what I otherwise would miss.
Beautiful images. I live near a river but this year has been a wet one with 60 feet of snow in the Sierra. But we do need those pauses to reflect. Thanks you for sharing it at dVerse. Victoria
"I pause, to enjoy what I otherwise would miss."
ReplyDelete-That, to me, is in a nutshell what poetry is for.
Stop and pause for a second and never know what one might see, nice write!
ReplyDeletei am glad you made that pause...i would much rather hear the ripple of water...i find it soothing...but a pause will certainly work...smiles.
ReplyDeleteoh man, I wish it was fall here! pausing, stopping, is where all the good stuff is revealed in my experience.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images. I live near a river but this year has been a wet one with 60 feet of snow in the Sierra. But we do need those pauses to reflect. Thanks you for sharing it at dVerse. Victoria
ReplyDeleteAn excellent capture of a moment and a feeling, as well as a word-painting of nature, peaceful but unnatural--a more sombre undertone.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I really appreciate the thoughts!
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