Monday, July 5, 2010

Prairie Love











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The warm breeze carried a certain song, perhaps a chant on its lips. Mother Hawk soared over the prairie, looking for a perch to hunt for the day. She saw the prairie travelers and screeched out a welcome, asking them to love her land as she did each day. Everyone enjoyed listening to that distinct song, gently being carried on a whirling prairie breeze. We only need to listen intent enough and realize life may be only part of a dream, to fully understand what the meaning of these sounds being carried on the wind really are. At night, gaze at the stars and wait for what you may be told. Listen to what is around you, from the rustling of the leaves, to the panhandler on the street. All men are created equal, it should be, all are created equal and sounds a lot better.

The leaves created a myriad of shadows as fairies danced daintily amongst the fairy ring toadstools. Trees roared their approval with the applause of many others. She looked out from the thicket and spread her opalescence of velvety winter, giving her world a cleansing sleep. Gently spring drifted into our lives, giving us the graciousness of new growth, The prairie woke and shared all that she had been thinking about all winter, in and out of her slumbers. Summer arrived in a fiery fury and shared it's warmth early.Mother begot child, and life continued on, adding new history to the already historic song of life. This spectacular song was carried always over the prairie, on a gentle prairie breeze.
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nos vemos
(See You)
 




8 comments:

  1. Great post.. Beautiful photographs.
    Nice narrative.
    Costas

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  2. I agree "all was created equal" does sound better. Enjoyed the photos and the cool story about Nature Spirits!

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  3. Enjoyed the photos. I saw some of those same sites yesterday as I roamed through our countryside feeding the chiggers. I am especially interested in the butterfly photo. The butterfly is beautiful, but I am more interested in the wildflower (weed) it is feeding off. Do you know what it is?

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  4. Beautiful photos. I can almost feel the breeze.

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  5. This is a very nice post. I like this short story of a new spring beginning.

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  6. Looks like a beautiful place to be and when I read your post, I feel like I am actually there. I'm curious about that weed too, it's unusual.

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