warning: big fecking post ahead
Well, where to start? I've become rather Zen in my outlook and so could find a moment of beauty in a flower on the side of a cliff even as I'm plunging off it to my death. Well, first off, my cats.
The grey long hair on the left is Tenshi and the black and orange short hair on the right is Buddha. Their antics bring a smile to my face and Tenshi's affectionate behavior when she wants something, though shallow, is always something to behold. The next is of course my best friend/lover/mate mentioned in previous QoTW. When we open our eyes at the same time in the morn in each others arms, when I roll over ontop of her for that fuzzy morning loving, the way she looks at me sometimes and I can't help but get giddy inside and think "and she's all mine!", absolutely everything about her and how we are together touches my heart. Other things that aren't things done by me but are just things that I observe innate in nature are quite amazing. Midnight in the summer and I take a look outside, fullest and brightest moon I've ever seen, a layer of mist as tall as the barn on the ground, everything lit up so spectacularly like a movie special effects effort. Laying on the lawn under bunch of blankets with the family at midnight on a summer night looking up at the stars with the milky way spilling across the sky from one horizon to the next, the northern lights to the north, comets here and there blazing across the sky, fireflies blinking in and out of sight. In Algonquin Park canoeing with my Pa and several other people, being woken up a misty morning by the sound of a loon just as the sun is breaking, or after dark at a camp site, a campfire with the tents set up around it, down at the waters edge sitting on a rock looking out into the Canadian Wilderness hearing the fire crackling, the water lapping at the rocks, the wind in the trees. Seriously, the moments on my canoe trips with my father are too numerous to mention, the humbling innate awesomeness of being in the middle of nowhere in Algonquin Provincian Park puts me in awe. Lastly is something that happened just two weeks ago. It was getting to dinner time and I was out in the barn putting a few things away as the sun began to touch the horizon. Being as it was getting to twilight, my pet raven (yes, living on a farm I have a pet raven rescued from certain death when she was just a hatchling. Don't believe me? [http://ca.geocities.com/[email protected]/raven.jpg]) was coming back from wherever she goes during the day. I was walking towards the house on the stone tile walk way and she was coming out of the north towards me but was coming in too fast to land on my shoulder so she swooped just over my head and pulled up, causing her to quickly arc up and lose all momentum, and right at that point she folded her wings in to her body and continued to go upside down while simultaneously doing a shoulder roll so now she was just slightly behind and above me, opened her wings again, gave a single flap to orient herself while reaching out with her leg talons and putting her feet on my left shoulder and making her landing. The grace and beauty in that single act of aerial acrobatics that she performed flawlessly and made look so simple filled me with awe and even a little envy in a way that it was so cool and stunning that I wish I could do it myself.
Oh, to all those who keep using that "Appy Polly Loggies, my post is as big as my wang" joke, en garde! :P
(Cloven, Sat 12 Mar 2005, 4:53, Reply)