I'm not too fond of taking the doggie out for his constitutional at night. We have no street lights and the woods are usually dark as pitch. Not a sound is heard. Being the scardey=cat I am, it's great to get back in the house.
You've heard me grow poetic over the leaves and the trees and the bushes in bloom, fireflies - you name it. They all enchant me. But the unrelenting darkness of the forest at night, makes me feel a little edgy.
But this week I observed something absolutely spine-tingling to me. There was a silvery full moon that lit up the area with one shining glow. The leafless trees towered over me. there were branches and twigs on the smaller ones; however, the fat tall trees were magnificently bathed in the silvery finery. They stood like stong sentinels, holding their ground.
I looked up at them in awe, for they presented a new view of the world to me. What had been shadowy, dark and mysterious - was now silhouetted in a delicate light that formed its own long shadows.The house next door was serene and beautiful in its new coat of pale moonlight.
I had never observed this scene before. Of course, I have not lived in a forest on top of a mountain before.
When you are 3,000 ft. up and seemingly, alone in the world, the sky seems so close. Some moonless nights when the sky is a like an inky piece of black velvet, you see myriads of stars you had never seen before. So many of them;. and, so bright and so close that you feel like you can get up on your tippy-toes and touch them.
When we live in the city, the world of people and noise and movements are so much with us, that we seldom have the occasion to observe nature's beauty.
Like a child, I am seeing magnificence in the simple things that I never took the time to appreciate when I was living in a busy world. Now, in a more relaxed atmosphere, I am discovering so many of nature's gifts - and standing in amazement as I drink in the beauty.
