Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Put on your red dress, baby.
The forest must have heard about the lunar eclipse. Perhaps you saw the moon all dressed in red in the middle of the night. The forest’s color choice might have been so inspired, a kind of emulation. I walked a long time in the forest. When walking alone, I notice things that are impossible to see if distracted from nature by human conversation.
As if overnight, the park discarded its autumn attire and changed into red clothes. Almost everyone dressed up to greet winter. While I was warm under the covers, did a forest band play too? I’ll bet there were trumpets and a host of violins. It’s not every day one season gives way to another. It’s not every day that the deepest darkness makes way for the light.
Posted by Patrice Vecchione at 6:11 AM