Wednesday, July 25, 2012

a moment to be thoughtful

Peeps, as I write this, there is a mama deer right outside the window. The mother I assume, of this young gent we found galavanting around earlier:


I took copious amounts of deer photos as the deer clan roamed around their feeding station. 



 This is life at my grandparents' house--the rancho, as we call it--beautiful, peaceful, and slow-paced. It's the perfect place to retreat into the woods. We're literally surrounded by woods, and that's just the way I like it. The deer wander through the backyard throughout the day. They are encouraged not only by my grandmother's luscious vegetable garden, but also by the peanut butter and corn that my grandma puts out for them twice daily. My grandma and I are basically kindred spirits. So I spent my day in my favorite room of the house photographing the deer.

My camera turned inwards as I proceeded to harass the other occupants of the sun porch with my shutterbug lens.
Do I dare eat a peach?

The peach didn't mind being photographed. My sister was deep in a Harry Potter book and had no time for paparazzi.

Behold, the intellectual beauty in her natural habitat
This morning as soon as I woke up, I decided that today would be the day I ensconced myself on the sun porch and begin to write. And I wrote and I wrote and my little sister came in and braided my hair as I wrote, and then my elder sister wandered in (still reading the Harry Potter book) and my little sister braided her hair, and my other younger sister came in and we chatted over lunch (I ended up eating the peach), and then I wrote some more. I pored through all the notes from the Vision summer class, and was struck by the beauty of them. Viewing them through the lens of the past four weeks was incredible. 

For the past week, I've been longing for this exact day. The day where I can find solace on the sunlit sunroom of the rancho, sit back, and take a moment to truly reflect. To let life stop, and let the deer, the sun, and time pass me by, and just take several moments to bask in the blessings I've received and ponder lessons I've learned. 


I came to the woods...to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived

-Thoreau

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