Rain
started during the night before last and continued all of yesterday. I didn’t
leave the house, but read another Tony Hillerman and started weaving a birthday
bracelet for my Maine granddaughter.
This morning the clouds dissipated. The sun came out and the air warmed.
We woke from our rain coma, put on our sunglasses and went to the beach.
When one
first views a beach scene it seems to consist of little more than water and sand
with occasional birds.
Walking
along the wave-lapped shore one sees the scene in greater detail. A white feather, partially buried in a rain-runoff sand sculpture…
A
sea-washed weed sculpture…
A pelican, beautiful even in death.
"God is in the details," Mies van der Rohe said.
Copyright
2013 by Shirley Domer
1 comment:
Wow.
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