Posting about trout, seems,
when stalking with flies, obscene.
Gone fishing, anyway!
(Ok, cheap excuse for not posting but packing a few days on holiday with activities I don’t usually make time for is lots of fun – and productive in other ways too – is the objective this week. Not that I won’t be posting but it’ll be a little more sporadic.)
No trout were hurt in the research for this post.
Buddha awaits enlightenment,
sits serenely, waiting, waiting…
Ah, mountain breeze!
Where have I been lately?
Having a run of “white rabbit days”. You remember the white rabbit from Alice In Wonderland, Through The Looking Glass. The white rabbit in the waistcoat and the big pocket watch on the gold chain, The white rabbit who raced past Alice muttering, “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date.” then darted down the rabbit hole… You know the rest of the story.
For me, it’s only been the rushing from one event, activity, appointment, task… to the next. Apply the brakes. Life, work and home, back onto a more normal flow of events. Grab a week to refresh, reflect, read a couple of good books (Thomas Merton, Charles Capps, Langston Hughes), garden, walk, bike… Ahh!
Speaking of the garden, there’s the apricot in bloom.
Slipping in, between,
the edge of earth and sky’s evening
setting sunlight beams.
Perched I identify,
calling to her, kear, kear, kear!
Redtail hawk mating.
Chirpings and twitters
in glorious morning chorus.
One cat quiets!
At nautical twilight
thousands of stars, civil twilight
out of sight.
An old cabin just off the Blue Ridge Parkway / Skyline Drive near the Peaks of Otter in Virginia. Found this place, and the nearby Peaks of Otter Lodge, Abbott Lake, and Sharp Top mountain. Lots of trails, hike, or tram, up to the peak of Sharp Top and either ride back down or follow the easy descent on a well marked trail.
Food at the restaurant is fabulous. A fall stay was an opportunity to enjoy fresh berry cobbler at breakfast, lunch, and dinner when we visited. Tranquil and restful with some of the most beautiful sunsets you’ll ever see with Sharp Top reflected in Abbott Lake.
In a land of moss and water,
At the beginning of time,
A deer met its fate.
Haiku Journey 