Home Sweet No-Home
The autumn this year has been mixed as to whether we are going to experience a bit of summer finally or at least a taste of fall, or is the weather just going to quick-jump right into freezing temperatures and snow cover, but never enough to ski on.
Summer to Snow
Snow lays on the ground even before the leaves have all fallen.
The snow is gone and the leaves with it.
Piles of Ugly
The trash shows again, that people thought it was their privilege simply to toss along the path into the woods.
There are high piles of ash dotting the edges of the campsite and the woods around, as if to carry and pile them around were to have cleaned up after oneself. Nails, broken metal rods, pallet plates, bricks, concrete blocks, half burned plastics, old cans, broken plastic you-name-its, and the most disturbing, an old quad lead-acid battery. (We got that back into the recycle system thanks to Primco Dene’s staff at the car wash and oil change business!)
The bad behaviour of humans should no longer surprise me, but it does. Good behaviour is always welcomed and I try to remember to thank people for it.
Whether it’s the solid white-ish grey trunks of the poplar,
Or the white birch barely hanging in there on the shore.
Wedges of Reality
There simply is nothing like being able to canoe out on to the lake to see the afternoon sun playing with clouds and pure reflections making harmonious orchestration wedges of trees on the shores.
Until the sunsets behind the trees on the shore beckoning me to wander closer to the wonders of creation.
Then the universe comes together in specular beauty as the water reflects in ripples my presence in the canoe in the reeds as the sun claims clouds on the horizon as its playing field.
For being homeless, this is a wonderful home, creation with a small wonderful place for me.
Where is your home?
Do you see beauty all around you?
Do you see creation as a gift?
Life, each day, each hour, each moment as time to marvel at all that is, bad and good, ugly and beautiful
In creation and creatures alike?