Little Stories

Thursday, January 02, 2020

Sticking with my theme of looking around and appreciating what’s natural in Nature, these red volcanic rocks with their small indents turned up in my path. They were pretty enough to pick up and set aside. In yesterday’s light rain, these small vessels became more appealing art. I’ve considered creating something imaginative with them but can’t decide what because their natural forms are attractive enough.

The environment’s small details are capturing my attention, from walking my horses a quarter-mile down the street to leave them for awhile in a neighbor’s pasture. Alone, I walk home and again later in returning for the horses. There’s no guessing how many times I’ve driven or walked this quarter mile. But lately, after blogging about wanting to photograph natural details, I’ve been seeking little stories that the street-sides may tell.

A problem that’s occurred is my wanting to get low to the ground, and from that perspective try to see more beauty or a potential mystery. It’s not easy to consider dropping to my knees or onto my belly, for a worm’s eye view, and then regain upright posture. Besides, it would be my luck that someone curious and wondering comes by and stops to inquire if I need help. In time, I’ll work through these worries and learn to achieve those desired low-down views.

The walks are enjoyable for many reasons. Among the views that most delight are my horses and their donkey companion grazing happily.

As the hour gets close to when daylight starts to fade, I take my walk to retrieve the three. They’re usually glad to see me, will gallop from the pasture’s far end to the gate where I wait. Their rewards are oranges!

Dear Readers: This year might include dropping-to-knees and bellying-up. Diana