The morning and evening light the other day was just the right degree of softness to make the greenery surrounding the pond take on a particular peaceful mood. Enjoy...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Welcome to the Pond
Life of the Pond
September 13, 2010
We had a pond dug not long after we built our house on the farm. It was a nice size; just right for viewing out our windows from the house. That was 21 years ago. The pond has gone through spring flooding, summer droughts, too many grass carp, and the habitation of the biggest snapping turtle I ever wish to see.
This afternoon I decided to take a walk down to the pond; I was shocked, at first, by low water level. The over-flow spout at the dam was at least two feet above the top of the water. The brown moss reminded me, at a distance, of the aerial view of landmasses taking on shapes of various continents. I shaded my eyes and hoped to see movement of fish. Mercifully, once my eyes adjusted, I started seeing schools of minnows darting about. A second or two later, I heard a fish jump. This was met, as I started walking about the pond, with the squeak of the occasional frog. The pond was waking up.
As I continued my walk around the pond, I started noticing the beauty of the time of the year–milkweed pods in various stages of development, different wildflowers, grasses with fluffy tops. The photographer in me yearned to immediately go back and grab my camera and start clicking. I satisfied the yearning by assuring myself that I would return tomorrow morning in the softer light of daybreak.
This blog will continue throughout the year to record the life of the pond. I look forward to sharing with you the changes both through written word and pictures. I hope you will enjoy the Life of the Pond.
This afternoon I decided to take a walk down to the pond; I was shocked, at first, by low water level. The over-flow spout at the dam was at least two feet above the top of the water. The brown moss reminded me, at a distance, of the aerial view of landmasses taking on shapes of various continents. I shaded my eyes and hoped to see movement of fish. Mercifully, once my eyes adjusted, I started seeing schools of minnows darting about. A second or two later, I heard a fish jump. This was met, as I started walking about the pond, with the squeak of the occasional frog. The pond was waking up.
As I continued my walk around the pond, I started noticing the beauty of the time of the year–milkweed pods in various stages of development, different wildflowers, grasses with fluffy tops. The photographer in me yearned to immediately go back and grab my camera and start clicking. I satisfied the yearning by assuring myself that I would return tomorrow morning in the softer light of daybreak.
This blog will continue throughout the year to record the life of the pond. I look forward to sharing with you the changes both through written word and pictures. I hope you will enjoy the Life of the Pond.
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