All In A Day...

Yesterday I was treated to an ever-shifting panorama of beauty. I sometimes forget how fortunate I am to be surrounded by so much nature and so many amazing views. Living on the ridge provides a richly rewarding look at the valley below.

April showers came through all day. Sometimes the sky took on an El Greco appearance with sweeping dark clouds and piercing shafts of light.

A ribbon of mist and steam snakes around the course of the snowmelt-swollen creeks in the valley after a rain.

Trees fresh with tender new leaves sparkle, as if bejeweled, as the last drops of rain clinging to the branches are lit up by the fading sun. The horizon becomes a sea of swimming pomegranate and peach, a bleeding of strawberries and lavender.

That same mist, curling smoky whites and grays, from earlier in the day becomes a shimmer of burnt oranges and lilac. They seem lit from within, ghostly masses of color drifting over the lawn, merging into the darkening folds of the woods beyond.

This is where I live. This is my home. At times it seems like everything is stillness and quiet, and at others, one is reminded just how much a place can change and how many guises can be worn all in a day.