Shadows upon The Pond

At last I’ve found time to just be and enjoy serenity. The last few months have been how shall I say a tad hectic. 10, 11 hour days, even weekends left me drained, not even wanting to turn on the pooter once I’m home. I failed to tend to myself, taking care to prepare for the working weeks to come once spring arrived,learning the hard way one should not lift patio stones weighing slightly less than oneself after an almost sedentary winter. Insert “o you didn’t” here. As me bro said, Cheryl you’re not 35 anymore ya know. Thanks bro. My body may not be but me mind is.

Today I tended to the garden laying a soaker hose amongst the plants in the Celtic Circle. They were as drained as I. The Walnut tree that over sees that bed has lost a lot of branches leaving it in sun and the wind literally sucks any moisture out of the soil. My poor babies cried for water and I as a care taker obliged. I must say the Turtleheads are looking perkier. And for an odd reason frogs have been singing from the dampness. Really! They have a huge pond to enjoy yet they seek out mud?

I didn’t find time but made time to finally relax and enjoy the sights and sounds around me. The family of Blue Jays made an appearance with babes running mum and dad ragged finding food for them. I knew he was up to something because everyday evening at 5 pm he would appear and bathe in the bird bath causing the resident frogs to scatter. Uh hunh I thought, you’ve been gallivanting out and about and showering before you go home to the nest! The cad. But seeing the family together was worth it.

It was a hot sultry summers day, humidex in the high 30’s with an even hotter wind. I am NOT a hot weather person. Give me a pleasant 72F, light breeze and clear skies and we’re talking perfection. However I’m not one to let a wee bit of heat stop me from being outside. Al Green sang thru the trees as I took photos and scribbled. Tonight I putter about the house with George Benson lulling me into sleep after a good day. A day of watching, seeking out movement in the garden. Shadows created by the sun and wind. Shadow, I love the word. It must be spoken softly almost in reverence. And so I shall end with a photo and haiku………

high sun casts shadows

fern shimmers upon water

framed by lotus leaves

I watched the Orb

I watched the orb

float freely upon the breeze,

captured by lotus

Wild - Haiku

winds have been silenced

yet distant call of the owls

are heard by these ears

marshlands replenished

home to beasts seeking shelter

from mans storms so wild

this night so silent

doors locked and windows closed

stillness creeps on thru

winters’ wilderness

forgotten in the garden

springs forth in colour

run with the wild wolves

free from harnesses of man

released of burdens

Penned for Wild at Theme Thursday

I am Home

Pull back the mouldy leaves, gently from my tender blacken skin.

Allow me to breathe in fresh air once again, to fill my lungs.

Replenish my summer home, the water now stagnant and cold.

Let me live again for I am home, home in The Pond, giver of life.

A Sight to Behold

As the Pink Full Moon rises I harken back to the dawn of the day. Up and out by 5 am, on me morn walkie, my path lit by the yawning Seven Sisters fading, seeking their bed. I search the sky for a sign.

Allow me to digress. Early morning walks are important to me, are a part of me, and dare I say never cross my path during my sojourn in this sleepy town. It’s my time, down time, while I renew my self before a hectic day.

As I walked along one crisp morn I glanced up at the sky, which I’m prone to do, and spotted a brilliant light moving west to east. Being a skywatcher for years I already knew I live in Vector 37 and air travel is south to north. Hhhmmmmm I thought at the light still moving.

I hurried home, logged in and went to one of me faves, spaceweather.com. Yes, I’m addicted. Clicked on the Flybys link, entered my postal code and saw it. Aha! At that exact time ISS was flying over me. Wow! The International Space Station and I could see it from this wee place on planet earth. Well it became a challenge. From then on, I searched the heavens and was always delighted to see it passing by even seeing the familiar H form one lucky morn.

Fast forward………this morn I stopped to stretch in the drive and scanned. Ooooooo, there ya are! High above I could see it, ISS. It had a yellowish glow, and was moving faster then I’ve ever seen. Perhaps it was rushing to say hello to the sun as she woke, her aura reflecting on it. One never knows what goes on up there out of our sight. ;)