Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Too Quiet

(Why I play such sad and haunting music when I am alone and hubby is on the other side of the world is something only a well-experienced psychotherapist could explain.  I skate dangerously close to the precipice as an aging soul.)  

The photo below is a perfect example of the breathtaking beauty and strength of old trees in the West.  The air is dry and the sun is hot and wood just seems to grin and wrinkle and age in such a lovely old way.  It becomes a parchment skin that is neither fragile nor brittle.  Instead it is a thick skinned dinosaur that reminds you of its magnificence just a few decades ago.  It lies about  paths and trails daring you to stop and study true aging, to stop and see what you can learn from the patience of a dignified life.  While sometimes a cold gray color, it is not cold, but welcoming and just begging for your touch, which, of course, you must do gently before moving on down the path to a destination with a view.


15 comments:

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Tabor, beautiful image.
Your words so profound to me.
I hardly play music
I like it quiet :)
Enjoy this time...

Brian Miller said...

wow beautiful textures in the wood...love the color...like a twisted pretzel...you description in your words is delicious too...

Robert V. Sobczak said...

That's an interesting knot of wood. Funny the moods we swing back and forth into. They are unexplainable at times.

chris said...

amazing wood. it almost looks like it could spring to life and move. as to the music, listen to what you like while you can. looking forward to more photos!

Dave said...

Often you get strange forms from the twisted branches and trunks too - Dave

sunny said...

an excellent idea.by reading your thoughts,it simply shows the love of nature that you have.kepit up.

Granny Annie said...

You have used some beautiful descriptive words.

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Great picture... The textures in that wood are awesome...

I love to listen to music when I am on the computer--but I try to make it a good variety. IF I listen to all sad or 'quiet-type' music, I will become melancholy myself. With a variety, my mood can change with each song!!!!

Hugs,
Betsy

Kerry said...

Gorgeous picture of a subject that I also like.

Dave King said...

Fabulous image - and a thought-provoking commentary. Thank you.

Shrinky said...

Goodness, I simply love that captured image, isn't it gorgeous?

You write beautifully, too, your mood is palpable. Lovely post!

Hilary said...

As beautiful as this photo is, your words have painted an even more lovely description.

Linda said...

Your words are as expressive and engaging as your photos. I've had a busy summer and I missed your blog. I've been up to northern Ontario.. big sky country with farms.

Pauline said...

I read your words and looked at the photos and could only sigh.

ironically the WF was sap sir

Pauline said...

that would be WV - not F though one could have heard me whisper WTF under my breath when I realized my typing error...