Tuesday, June 08, 2010

By the River

A favorite sitting place, and a wondrous moment in a shining season, although I am passionate about every season in the highlands.

The Clyde river is a jewel in summer stillness, a shining strand in Indra's web. A light wind stirs the trees and makes shimmering ripples on the water, making the reflected image of the old granary sway and dance. At twilight, ducks panhandle for bread on the beach, and herons wade in the shallows nearby. A lone beaver goes swimming up and down, giving some thought to trying another dam on the river.

The crone sits by the water and snaps a few photos of a place she loves, her thoughts as slow and honeyed as the winding summer river. She thinks that as often as she comes to this place and sits for a while, watching the play of light across the water and trying to capture the moment in her camera, the loveliest part of the equation is what the river says, "Just be in this moment, nothing else is needed at all.."

As she turns to go, she thinks that in some measure she will be here by the river forever.


the wild magnolia said...

Crisp clear photo.

"Just be in this moment, nothing else is needed at all..."

To be in a place where nothing else is needed is pure bliss.

Great post!

Silver Birch said...

Bliss. Thankyou for reminding us that we have all we need right now.

Anonymous said...

Yes--thank you.

merci33 said...

I've come to sit by the river with the crone via The Wild Magnolia...a most lovely thread woven.

Anonymous said...

Just be.....yes.

Anonymous said...

Mmmm, I like this.