Hiking
Labels:
fototudes,
hiking,
jewelweed,
naquillity,
railroad bridge,
timothy grass,
train,
turkey vultures
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My exposed skin bares fresh cut hair, sweat and grass. It's Saturday past. My daughter and I are hiking. We're surrounded by Jewelweed, Timothy Grass and trees. The sound of a train is approaching. I snap a picture of the iron horse.
I hear a four wheeler riding through the tobacco field while I'm crossing the railroad bridge one railroad tie at a time. It's scary looking down between the gaps to the murky water below.
I see a turkey vulture circling above my head and can't help but watch her graceful flight. She doesn't seem bothered by the noise my daughter is making with two rusted objects. I'm in awe of her determination to bring home a momento of our day but sadly she has to leave it behind.
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9 comments:
What a gorgeously captured snapshot, with both your observational, emotion-evoking words and photograph. I enjoyed this post.
A great pcture, and I like the way your words weave together the natural and technological.
Lovely trip you just took us on:)
I don't think I've ever seen a turkey vulture nor a tobacco field. Your words help me imagine both of them.
Hello Michelle,
I really liked reading this observation and you depicture the scene so well that it feels like I am also on this hike. It is so interesting to read about nature experiences from different parts of the world. There are differences yet also similarities. I have never seen a Tobacco field, for instance. :)
Thanks for sharing.
lovely photo and description..
i very much enjoy your blogposts..
shraddha
Nice post. Love the picture too :)
Nothing rides the thermals like a turkey vulture.....
wow michelle!!! absolutely love your post....the picture draws you in and the writing is as describing a dream...
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