While out in the kayak I saw some ducklings-and they saw me! Mom steered them around my dubious looking unnatural orange craft! Later, I heard crashing in the woods and looked up from my book to see a young bull who wanted to visit the lake. Alas, he, too, was careful about my being on the lake and eventually left!
It is so much fun to note what is going on around you when you are in nature. You need to be aware or you miss things. If that moose had been quieter, I probably wouldn’t have stopped reading! Even sitting at the window, I like to keep it open a bit to listen to what is going on outside. I heard splashing at midnight the other night and looked up to see one of the moose wading on the edge of the lake. I did try to record the sounds while I was in the kayak and even now, at almost 1 am, I can hear birds and loon and the sky is a pale peach fading to twilight blue. The trees are etchings of black and they are rustling in the breeze, talking to each other about the long lovely days. Then, man breaks into the music score with the notes of machines and pet dogs! Snipe are almost as eerie to hear as loon. I see and hear a tiny duck family. They are down to two babies already. Not sure what took them out. Loon, eagle, or those dogs-it is a rough and gorgeous world out there!
One of my very favorite books (Do know I have MANY favorite books) is ‘Jonathan Livingston Seagull’. This photo I somehow managed to snap, reminds me of that story. The gull landing seems to be concentrating on landing well in the wind. The other gull, that one is just looking for food. Jonathan was a gull who strove to be better at flying and then at living. He looked beyond where he was to what he could be and what he was supposed to be. It is a reminder for me to do the same. To not be hung up on the moment and what is in front of me, but to make sure I catch the wind properly and land well. And if I foul up, to try it again til I get it right. I am a bigger person than just the woman wanting to be loved, sorting through debris, angry and forgiving mom at the same time, and existing on a plane of not much at all. I need to expect good things will happen to me, not just to others around me. To rejoice in those little things I write in here AND know those bigger ones will follow. That I matter.
I’ve been fairly busy lately. I’ve not opened up my email in days-which I really need to do! I’ve been getting things organised here at mum’s and getting out now and then to the beach. I liked this photo-it is literally ON the beach. I put the camera on the ground and hoped for a good shot! I think I did ok!
I’m sitting here at almost 320 in the morning, the sky is still light and I should be sleeping. But, there is so much to do and sleeping seems almost like I’m cheating myself out of this amazing place. Although, I do know if I don’t go to bed in a bit, I’ll be a mess the rest of the day! Thankfully, sleeping in full daylight isn’t something I find difficult! I’m always amused by modern Alaskan kids who need the windows covered. We never messed with such nonsense!!
Anyway, I wanted to make sure anyone who reads me knew what I’m up to. Horrid internet and busy. I’ll post another note this week, but I am incredibly blessed to have things finally moving along!!!
I know that the sun sets in the west. However, I noticed something last night when I was in town. I went to the bank where some of the best sunset photos are taken and the sun was setting BEHIND me! Upriver, instead of down. Then, as I drove out north to the house, the sunset was where it was supposed to be. I love this place!!!! I took this about 1045pm. It has been a very wet holiday weekend, so it was nice to see the mountains peeking through the clouds.
The other day it was calm and beautiful. Above me, I heard a very loud plane. Then, I saw smoke. Startled, I realized it was a pilot doing stunts. As I watched, it made me think of life. Full of joy and movements that are graceful displaying a power in living. Filled with that exuberance, we climb and suddenly stall when someone throws us off or breaks into our world in a disturbing way. We catch ourselves and continue on our journey, etching our path for others to follow or admire. At first, we may not want to share our way, but eventually we do. Later, it vanishes. Yet, for those who understand, it’s still visible. For others, it’s clouds melting in a bright blue bowl. For ourselves, we know our purpose and our way. We do it, move on, and joyfully land to launch ourselves again another day.
The other day, I was shopping and met a teacher from 7th grade. Mrs. Mika wasn’t a favorite back then, she taught math! She sure is now! Every time I see her, she always has her arms open to love me. Her husband died of cancer before mom and left her with a worse mess than I have. He held everything close in his hands and even with death looking him in the eye, he still didn’t let go. But, while we were talking, Mrs. Mika told me something profound she had learned because she thought it would fit mom. I think she was right.
. ‘There are good people who are always busy and doing. Yet sometimes those people don’t know how to get things done. They mean well and want to, but they never do, because they’ll get to it later. And we have to pick up their slack and forgive them.’ Bless you Mrs. Mika for giving me this caring gem on how to pick up and forgive.
I’m back in Alaska again. I’m not sure what’s next, other than sorting and trashing junk, but I’m here. Most of my photos are not on my iPad and the internet is better at the library, so this is where I’ll start!
The view from the dining room about 830 pm. It was actually lighter, but it didn’t photograph properly! Since my return on Monday, I’ve been surrounded by blessings. The sights of moose on the roadside munching on grasses, the vibrant white of common golden eye on the lake, the sound of a snipe soaring above, the scent of the sea on the inlet are all a part of home. I’m definitely thankful to be here for as long as I can!