They Was All Yellow

October 2, 2006

Out at Elk Island with Justine and the golden dog on Saturday and it was beautiful. Perfect temp – about 17 above – no skeeters, few wasps, and the trees were resplendent in their fall frocks. The yellow and yellows were everywhere, gorgeous and graceful. A dozen coyotes sighted; stoic bison only at distance. Few humans, fewer canines. The trails were perfect – lazily stretching out and begging for a slow walk, a slow-pour intake of the surroundings. Not crowded. Saw nary a person on our three hour hoof. The silence out there was powerful. That dead-ass, ‘hear your own ventricles’ silence had quite an effect. At first it was unreal and off putting. Then it became something like a dream, one that is almost unimaginable in the city. But it was so sweet out there. All that nothing had a weight.

The yellowed grass underfoot, the fallen brush, the horizon golden with sugared trees. It was all so delicious. All so beautifully fleeting. All so yellow. Occasionally the tall grass would bow in the light breeze. Occasionally I had to wipe my brow even though it was the end of September. Once in a while a pheasant stirred in the bush, sounding like a muffled egg beater in the branches. Often, and only for a moment if the sun hit just right, I saw spider webs dangling delicately across the path. We kept walking, and the sun kept the time.

Vignette #118

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Tom

Isn’t it nice Mike to every now and again pull the cord on the regular day to day ? Places like this and things we see and feel sometimes get brushed aside during the Monday to Fridays.

Plus a good walk will never hurt you.

Oct 02, 2006 • 23:14

Yellow leaves

Yellow leaves

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