Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Brief Glimpses Of A Forest
by easywriter
Copyright © 2005 by easywriter.
A fox I chanced to meet. She was all laughing triangles. Elegant in black stockings and fox fur coat. Jaunty in her gait. She gave me just a glance, her pink tongue extended in a vixen's smile. She did not care that I was there.
As I stood by her side, Lady Lake tossed as though in restless fever. Crept up onto the rocky shore, brief forays from her bed and subsided again.
I watched the dust rise and whip away as the wind gathered handfuls of sand and let it run through icy fingers.
A flock of maple leaves, crisped brown and curled ride the current keeping company with a pair of loons indifferent to their passing.
A buck, unaware of human presence steps out from a stand of white pine and lowers his head to drink, a single drop of water hangs pendulous, shining from tawny muzzle; he shakes his head, turns and vanishes back into the trees.
A raccoon hurrying by stops to stare, a look of comic puzzlement in his clever eyes.
A red squirrel climbs high, perches on a Maple branch, shapes his tail into a question mark of disbelief and announces my intrusion.
A Blue Jay confirms the sighting with a raucous call and flies to spread the news.
A band of chickadees provide a merry escort as I make my way back home.
As I stood by her side, Lady Lake tossed as though in restless fever. Crept up onto the rocky shore, brief forays from her bed and subsided again.
I watched the dust rise and whip away as the wind gathered handfuls of sand and let it run through icy fingers.
A flock of maple leaves, crisped brown and curled ride the current keeping company with a pair of loons indifferent to their passing.
A buck, unaware of human presence steps out from a stand of white pine and lowers his head to drink, a single drop of water hangs pendulous, shining from tawny muzzle; he shakes his head, turns and vanishes back into the trees.
A raccoon hurrying by stops to stare, a look of comic puzzlement in his clever eyes.
A red squirrel climbs high, perches on a Maple branch, shapes his tail into a question mark of disbelief and announces my intrusion.
A Blue Jay confirms the sighting with a raucous call and flies to spread the news.
A band of chickadees provide a merry escort as I make my way back home.
Copyright © 2005 by easywriter.
Comments:
That day was a most astonishing one. I felt at home yet felt as though I were intruding. It was a fun to see if I could capture an impression of all that I encountered in my forest walk.
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