Wednesday, January 1, 2014

1. FROST



Wooden Woman pours a cup of boiling water and slips out the front door into ten-below-zero winter. She nods to those watching from the window, steadies the contents as she pulls her arm back, and without warning flings the water in a violent arc overhead.

Instantaneous cloud making. Quite miraculous.  Nothing at all drops to the ground. It will make you cheer.



Frost is more shy. Often nocturnal. It waits for energy to drop and wind to quiet, finding places close to the ground that the zephyrs miss. Frost is also water but with more patience. Spikes of hoar and rime transform the world in ways humans cannot; windows design themselves with filigree. Wooden Woman thinks frost is the perfect blend of patience and beauty and audaciousness.




Isn’t it interesting there is an element of indifference in the scream of vermillion just before sunset; and in the riot of dahlias nodding together on a spring morning; even in the weary face of a woman closing her eyes for a moment, her cheek snuggled against a sleeping child. Beauty is indifferent to us. No need of a viewer. Makes no difference to beauty.



Oh, but honey come quick, you’re going to miss it.          



Oops. Gone now.        Sorry.

We are drawn to beauty like a drug. And we take all the credit for its goodness when it appears. 
Great hubris.

Wooden Woman thinks the drug should be called Encouragement.

Everyday something to take your breath away. From God. To you. With love.





6 comments:

Brian Miller said...

ah i am def drawn to beauty...and frost does some pretty amazing things with its structures....

happy new year

its been a while.

S. Etole said...

yes, good to see you here again.

Goat said...

Brian and Susan how heartening to hear from you.

Tom said...

Wher's the "+" button?

Craig and Bethany said...

Indifferent, this is very interesting, resplendent and indifferent, stand-alone. Perfectly stand-alone. I think I shall partake in beauty differently. How did I never notice?

Your writing is so lyrical. I love it. LOVE.

Oh, and the photos are brilliant.

thefisherlady said...

I loved this! you have captured
the emotion of my heart on many an occasion~
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We are drawn to beauty like a drug~
Wooden Woman thinks the drug should be called Encouragement.

Everyday something to take your breath away. From God. To you. With love.
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This is outrageous beauty~ I love it!