Contemplations of Humanity and Nature – November 27, 2006
It drizzled and showered today. The air filled with a cool, breezy humidity. California’s dry, everlasting summer paused for this particular morning.
Unfamiliar grey clouds shrouded the open sky, but the persistent blue holes attempted vigorously to unveil the earth. The drifting nomads allowed various patches to open and revel in their brief victory, but nature’s curtains then closed once again.
It’s amazing how this shower complimented the arid landscape. Nature leapt alive and danced and thrived for the rest of the day. Not a single thing has grown greener though. In fact, the amber colors of fall have begun to bronze the towering Eucalyptus tress and the tufts of tall, uncultured grass rise from a bedding of brown leaves.
I searched for a spot to record nature’s triumph today and returned to an accustomed point of previous inspiration. To my dismay, I found my coarse wooden balcony bench violated by new garish blue plastic picnic tables. This desecration of organic engineering angered me! Natural, gorgeous, fantastic beauty envelops the woody landscape, but people always seek to improve. Why can’t modern humanity recognize the beauty in antiquity?
Unfamiliar grey clouds shrouded the open sky, but the persistent blue holes attempted vigorously to unveil the earth. The drifting nomads allowed various patches to open and revel in their brief victory, but nature’s curtains then closed once again.
It’s amazing how this shower complimented the arid landscape. Nature leapt alive and danced and thrived for the rest of the day. Not a single thing has grown greener though. In fact, the amber colors of fall have begun to bronze the towering Eucalyptus tress and the tufts of tall, uncultured grass rise from a bedding of brown leaves.
I searched for a spot to record nature’s triumph today and returned to an accustomed point of previous inspiration. To my dismay, I found my coarse wooden balcony bench violated by new garish blue plastic picnic tables. This desecration of organic engineering angered me! Natural, gorgeous, fantastic beauty envelops the woody landscape, but people always seek to improve. Why can’t modern humanity recognize the beauty in antiquity?
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posted by bellevoce | 2:07 PM
4 Comments:
Why can’t modern humanity recognize the beauty in antiquity?
Very perceptive. You could be writing about people here. Your description is lovely.
Elisabeth this is beautiful. Also I am sorry to hear that they violated your spot with cheap plastic. Not cool.
But your writing is very cool.
-Mike Morabito
www.thisisdj.blogspot.com
the revolution has begun.
Hey Marge,
I've responded to your blog tag! But perhaps not in the way you were hoping.... Check it out.
AJ
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