Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Walking on Water



With a brilliant full moon over our heads and ice as smooth as glass under our feet, the Artist and I made our first foray out onto the frozen pond  Saturday night. As I stepped onto this temporary dance floor, graciously supplied by Mother Nature, I found myself in awe. This is the place that I gaze at throughout the summer, what I walk around countless times as I make my way out to the gardens to weed or harvest, and what I photograph all summer long from just about every angle.

Under my feet are fish, who on a hot summer day will scare me out of my skin as they jump out of the water, their ripples disappearing faster than I can turn around, trying to catch a glimpse of their contorted bodies. Beside me are the branches of a willow that have caught a swarming hive in spring, but tonight gently caress my cheek as the wind playfully dances around us. And just off in the distance I view the vegetable garden from an angle that I have never had the opportunity to exploit before now, and while it appears to be fast asleep, I know, just like the beehive nearby, that life is teeming, not just idly on standby until I return once the days grow longer.

The bright moon overhead tries its best to overshadow the celestial display around us, as it lights up this little farm down below it, turning it into a midnight wonderland of silver and white and light and shadows and reveals that this mid-winter semblance of a sleepy little place, is just a mere deception. Life continues all around this pond, no matter what any of the seasons choose to reveal, and the grace felt in my heart can not be ignored. For in the stillness of this night, you can hear this pond and I, and all creatures who dwell here, breathing a collective sigh of gratitude that we are able to call this place home.

~Be well friends

8 comments:

Lynne said...

Beautiful . . . reflective with images . . .
Great to hear from you Andrea . . .

Lisa Lynn said...

So wonderful! Enjoy your home :)

Buttons said...

Oh Andrea this is absolutely beautiful. B

Michelle said...

So very beautiful.

Windy Meadows Farm said...

Beautifully written...I can see it all. -Mary

Flat Creek Farm said...

Lovely - all of it (and pic too)! So lovingly written that we can feel the words. Truly, there is no place like a rural home ♥ -Tammy

Judy said...

I love the pond hockey shot! Brings back memories of when my boys were young and played. We'll walk on our pond in the winter when it's frozen and this year if we can I'll be thinking of the frogs that live in it in the summer.
What a wonderful post!

Red Gate Farm said...

I tried to comment on this one yesterday but my internet was fickle!

Nothing like a little hockey under the "big lights" :) And finding the perfect home!

~Chris