Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Stillness
Tonight I went for a short walk alone. There were a few inches of water in the arroyo, just enough to make a soft sound. I sat at the edge of the concrete with the mountains to my back and the mesa, the open West in front of me. There were clouds backlit by the setting sun, and mourning doves flying back and forth over the water, landing on telephone wires and trees, cooing and then moving on to settle at the bank, mauve feathers and gentle eyes glowing in the late light. It was the kind of quiet, clear blue evening that made me understand why people like Georgia O'Keefe and D.H. Lawrence came here--- it was a landscape for poets and painters to explore over and over again, to feel utterly alone in, to try to understand.
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Wow! Sounds like a beautiful evening. I enjoyed this post!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes from one blogger to another,
~Zabrinah
By the way, you're a great writer!
Best wishes from one blogger to another,
~Zabrinah
I have been meaning to write to you for so long now! Your little one is so darn cute and she seems to be making you and Billy very happy! You are an amazing Mom and your blog always reminds me to enjoy the little things in life.
ReplyDeleteHope to catch up one day! Andrea
PS After talking all night to a friend about how tough relationships are I came across this post and Zabrinah's blog who had some great and funny advice. I quickly passed it along to someone at the perfect time before they listened to my crazy ideas! I'm sure it gave her a much needed laugh at least!
Sigh. Gorgeous. :)
ReplyDeleteThese monsoons are crazy, no? They sweep across the open desert and make me feel awestruck and small.
ReplyDeleteI love this! You do good dreamy.
ReplyDeleteOh, this made me want to be right there. Sounds like a dream.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo,
Allison