When the Sun shines through the woods, where the stands of birch cluster or spread, the dance of light and shadow creates small windows of surprise. Each narrow view is like a long corridor, leading the eye along a vertical view. For most people, the trees merely block the eye from seeing the places beyond. But for me,a hundred windows can be peeked through with different results: a lonely twig which gracefully accepts its place among the trees;a sinuous line of shadow disclosing the rolling form of the hill; and even the circles of melting snow are shapes that connect the many lines across the snow. Each passing day brings new things, new effects--and so I see a natural drama unfold, like waves that crest,but seldom repeating themselves in the coming of Spring.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
The Coming of Spring
When the Sun shines through the woods, where the stands of birch cluster or spread, the dance of light and shadow creates small windows of surprise. Each narrow view is like a long corridor, leading the eye along a vertical view. For most people, the trees merely block the eye from seeing the places beyond. But for me,a hundred windows can be peeked through with different results: a lonely twig which gracefully accepts its place among the trees;a sinuous line of shadow disclosing the rolling form of the hill; and even the circles of melting snow are shapes that connect the many lines across the snow. Each passing day brings new things, new effects--and so I see a natural drama unfold, like waves that crest,but seldom repeating themselves in the coming of Spring.
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