We recently had floods spilling water from all the smaller streams in our area,whilst the big river maintained it’s usual level.
I took a walk to see where the water had inundated the places I often take my daily walk through, and I was fortunate enough to be there at the moment of this rescue of their horse from a flooded paddock, by this woman and her daughter.
The mail box in the photo is at the edge of the usual roadway!
I really liked the photo and the beaming smile I got from the woman rescuer when I aimed the camera in her direction.
She said the horse wasn’t particularly keen to go into the water, but I noted that once in it the animal didn’t falter in following his rescuer’s lead.
This photo is probably technically all wrong,but I was struck with the beauty of the light in the scene.
The sheep are outlined with light, the branches of the deciduous shrub has
light tangled in its bare branches and the small pond has been silvered with light, even the tiny plants reflected in the water have been touched by the power of light to meld them into the water colour more effectively. Whilst on the surface diamonds have caught the light and thrown it back to the skies from whence it came.
I truly appreciated the difference in this scene, which I have walked by many times, that light had brought to it.
Driving home almost on dusk, I saw these horses reflected in the pool where they were having their evening drink. I couldn’t resist stopping to record the lovely scene, although the light wasn’t good. A bonus was the two black swans on the water.
Autumn’s gifts are doubled
as water and sky
in a harmony
in my heart.
I want to dabble my feet as I sit on that rock
with a good book in my hand for an hour or so.
The wake of the boat
on the still
of the mountains
against the sky-
One will soon
be no more seen-
One will remain
The sun fell into the puddle,
I saw it with my own eye!
So I quickly scooped it up
And placed it back in the sky!
My home has so much gracious beauty to give,
Mountains, water, sky, grass and trees.
Where else would I want to live?