Among the Maple Leaves...

Today by chance I watched a gentle breeze play among the red maple leaves.
Like petting the fur of a purring calico cat, the wind blew the leaves in but they came bouncing back.
They seemed to wave to me as I sat on a wooden bench
and they danced as if they heard a quiet symphony I couldn't hear.
I believe that it must have been breathtaking for though I couldn't hear,
I felt the tranquility and calm inspirational music brings.

Midst all the strife in this turbulent world it had a serene effect and nurtured my soul.

Ya...that's it I mused...
that's what camping is about...
it's not camping at all,
it's about living the simple life that enables
you to feel the unheard symphony.

Northern Dancer
13th of June 2014

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Thanks. Nice to see you online.

 

Thank you! Occasionally I get a brainy idea - but often loose it as I'm frantically looking for a pen and paper.

 

H.G. Wells - War of the Worlds comes to mind when I see Orson Welles. Long before my time, but his epic radio broadcast actually had people kill themselves because they really thought the world had been invaded.

Thank you!

 

Not really. I am in the habit of keeping a journal for the trips and adventures I take. I try to be more descriptive in writing down what I see and feel. On occasion, when I need a spirit boost, I get a tall glass, fill it with ice, pour myself a mazel tov wine [meaning good luck], take a journal from the shelf, blow the dust off, settle into a cozy chair and transport myself back in time. It works for me.

 

Getting started is always difficult for me too. Sometimes I just jot ideas down and fill in the details later. Most of my journals have photos but I really try to write the spirit if I can. Since I'm really writing for self and the satisfaction I derive I don't worry about form or correctness or even try to be eloquent - its just a fun thing.

Here is a thought that I wrote during a winter storm

The winter fights to survive
but the Summer waited patiently.
Stretching his mouth involuntarily
and yawning through his
drowsiness he glanced over to Spring.
She smiled back and with a twinkle in her eye
waited unwearingly to chase away Ice and Snow.

Summer waited too...the Winter Wonder knew
the domination would soon be over.
He secretly prepared to leave
Wolves Gate County
and head for his annual escape to
the Arctic depths.
But he would return...
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Excellent work - I have to say that because not only is it good, but seeing as I can't write poetry anymore I have a greater appreciation for it now. Here is hoping you have more to share with us in the future.

 

Thanks. We haven't seen you in awhile - I like your style and hope to read more about your experiences and the adventures you have.

and I hope you get a chance to do the same. ND

 

Yeah... it has been a while, but honestly - this site kind of dies sometimes and then it's like I'm playing tag by myself... and that's just kind of sad. So yeah. Still I'll try to be more active around here in the future.

 

Good to hear that - perhaps you can liven things up a bit with your insights. I can play tag too!

I'm headed out for my annual camping and canoeing escapade beginning Monday and will be back at the end of July to pay bills and get more supplies. I'm planning to take a lot of pictures and write stuff down so I have something more interesting to share with our Camping Babblers.

 

Thank you! I started packing Monday and I can't believe that I have forgotten anything...but I usually do. I now have a rule that if I have forgotten something I don't purchase a new item - I just make do with what I have. Do you have any idea how many can openers I have?

 

"This is true!" I can also share with the whole neighbourhood.

It was sunny in our neck of the woods today and I hope you experienced the same.