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Pink Elephant… Rocks

15 Saturday Nov 2014

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My teenage son and I decided to take an impromptu trip to Elephant Rocks State Park. I began to ponder the outcome of the trip as it began to rain and then further began to sleet on the drive there. As it turned out, the precipitation stopped just before our arrival, the wind lessened, and the sun came out.

I have fond memories of this place as a child growing up.  Tomboy that I was, I would climb and leap about with abandon. Now, walking and climbing about the park as a not-so-very-active 50+ year old, I found myself singing, “The Old Gray Mare,” to my sons embarrassment.

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Tree Climb 4 years after 2010
Daughter at Rock Quarry – 2010
Tree Climb 2010
Fungi
Sooooooo Big – 2010
King of the Mountain
Perspective
Pump House Ruin
Pump House Ruin
Sooooooo Big – 2014 w/ Teen Angst

Sorry bud,  I can’t fit through there now.

Crawl on my knees on that hard rock floor to get to that albeit way cool spot on the other side…, are you kidding me?

No, my boy, I have to go around this other way because my ankles can’t handle the impact of that 1 1/2 foot jump down.

Elephant Rock Cover ImageBut I am thankful that I am still able to climb and do what I can. And, seeing the trail for the blind, I am thankful I can see the many splendors there is to see. And it made me so happy that my teenage son willingly, no, he actually wantingly, went on this impromptu excursion with me and me alone, knowing I can’t get around like he can (any more).

A Golden Glow. A Brilliant Blue.

14 Wednesday Nov 2012

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What colors light within your mind upon the utterance of autumn? Mine, I’m sure, are not like most.  Oh, I do, indeed, love autumn.  I love the colors, the sounds, the smells.  More than not, however, I am usually drawn to the overcast days baring steel gray skies as backdrop to dark dampened bark and leaves which permeate outwards rich hues of red and orange from deep inside. Normally, this richness is blotted out by the bright overwhelming sun, like that of a photograph overexposed.

Today was different.  Out on an errand in the early afternoon I was compelled to delay course and detour through the park.  The brilliance of the blue sky was richly intense, and I dared to find something worthy as accompaniment.   Disappointment began to set when suddenly a glimmer, warm and vivid drew my eyes and turned my head.

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Rising above the crest of a hill, golden flecks dance in the wind; the brilliant blue sky, a perfect contrast to the golden glow.  My father’s favorite of the fall colors, and in this moment, I must wholeheartedly agree. Appearing nearly translucent, these leaves of golden yellow blaze, enhanced as the full sun washes upon….., nay, permeates throughout their every fiber of being, illuminating to the fullest their glorious beauty within.