Watching the sunrise over the pondscape
I took just my walker down and turned in at Fiddlehead Lane. The sun was behind the forested ridge, but promised to show up at the top of Fiddlehead Lane where I set my chair just so and watched the sunrise. My memory is crossing boundaries and I'm remembering places and experiences. I sat and remembered sitting at the end of our little bamboo grass hut in the bench I designed and they built.
I sat there most mornings of the six months that I lived there on the hilltop. The sun takes a long time to rise. It's amazing all the stuff you can think about while you sort of wait for it to rise. It's such a wonderful transformation that happens when the sun rises. The air temperature immediately begins to rise. When the sun sets, a wind begins. Does the wind have anything to do with sunrise?
I remembered how I felt while I used to watch the sunrise, how innocent I felt. I loved where I lived. I loved the banana plants, the mango trees, the donkeys braying on the hillsides, the hawks flying overhead. It was a magical place of coconut trees and so much I had never known of before.
I moved ahead down the slope as the sun rose and I got used to sitting in its warmth on my face. It was heavenly to appricate! I checked my watch when I got up. I'd been there for half an hour.
After two hours of sitting and walking and sitting again, I had become even more familiar with the hills and ponds I could see. I love it out there!
I sat there most mornings of the six months that I lived there on the hilltop. The sun takes a long time to rise. It's amazing all the stuff you can think about while you sort of wait for it to rise. It's such a wonderful transformation that happens when the sun rises. The air temperature immediately begins to rise. When the sun sets, a wind begins. Does the wind have anything to do with sunrise?
I remembered how I felt while I used to watch the sunrise, how innocent I felt. I loved where I lived. I loved the banana plants, the mango trees, the donkeys braying on the hillsides, the hawks flying overhead. It was a magical place of coconut trees and so much I had never known of before.
I moved ahead down the slope as the sun rose and I got used to sitting in its warmth on my face. It was heavenly to appricate! I checked my watch when I got up. I'd been there for half an hour.
After two hours of sitting and walking and sitting again, I had become even more familiar with the hills and ponds I could see. I love it out there!