There is just something peaceful about reflections on the water. Sometimes, to my way of thinking, the reflection can be even more beautiful than the actual object. Even if a slight ripple distorts the scene, the colors remain and the picture returns when the waters still. Breathtaking.
Today, I was in the greenhouse when I spied a reflection down in the Bayou. Of course, I had to investigate. I eased my way down to the water's edge to get the full picture and when I saw it, I was astounded. The image on the still backwaters of the Bayou was nigh on perfect. Across the way was a large oak tree with its limbs stretching high. The sky was brilliant blue and the position of the sun cast a dark shadow over the marsh grass. Wow! I stood and stared for a few minutes...just enjoying the view.
My magical moment was brought to a halt by the realization that I needed to get myself back to work. I have a ton of stuff to get ready for the first running of the clue hunt this next week. Several unforeseen obstacles have put me a bit behind schedule. Thank goodness for my kids and their helping hands!
No comments:
Post a Comment