Sunday, January 04, 2009

Sunday Stroll - Glazed

The freezing rain that has been falling since some time in the night, has glazed over my world. A crust of ice on thesnow cracked and crunched as I walked up to the woods on the east border of our property. Ducking briars and slipping on the slick surface, I entered the quiet of the forest-world.

Last summers ferns are dry and golden, but they remind me of the sea of green fronds that I waded through just a few months ago. A vacant bird's nest reminds of the song that filled these nearly silent woods during those summer days. The woods are so quiet on this January afternoon that I can hear the hiss of a chunk of ice as it slides slowly downhill. The rose and blackberry briars pulled my hat off my head several times, as I ducked beneath them to find my way through this little forest without trails.

As I travelled down our back hill toward the swamp and the cornfield where the deer forage and sometimes bed down, I saw unexpected color.

My walk was crunchy, glazed, and serene; kind of a rural northern version of zen.

photos by Aisling, Sunday January 4, 2008


Abbie said...

Pretty day. I like the corn best.

Everydaywoman said...

"Glazed" is the perfect description of your stroll! I also love your little bit of color along the way. I'm wishing for a bit more of that kind of "zen" around here. We need some more snow/white/ice!

Aisling said...

Abbie, Thank you! I like it too. I didn't know it would turn color like that if left on the stalk. I'm not sure why the farmer didn't harvest it.

Ruth, I prefer the snow over the ice believe me, because of road conditions. Ice can make a beautiful glazed world though!

Yaya said...

I love your snow white winter wonderland...something we usually only dream of in the deep South, in the heart of Dixie. I have enjoyed you blog.

Aisling said...


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