SEDUCTION & RELEASE by SwittersB
My senses, my perceptions, borne by intuition
want, no crave, to gaze upon
that beauty that calls for recognition.
Such is the euphoria that causes me to don
the garb, to encounter that perfection
and throw the line, to seek that connection.
Oh what exhilaration I feel
when I turn on the reel.
The art has been applied for seduction
and the release has been given in admiration.
“Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it.” Confucius
I had taken some macro photos of a fly pattern, while wet, to check on the colors under those conditions. Later, I took another shot of the same fly while it was dry. Or, almost dry. That delicate little drop out on the very tip of the pheasant tail fiber caught my eye. A small detail lost to my eye, but for the camera lens.
A friends Koi pond at feeding time.
Boy are they BIG
She keeps them alive or tries to, in the basement of her
house, in tubs with air .
Yesterday I blogged “Bedroom with a view” about the
Great Blue Heron and then another blogger motherhoodisanart
told me how much a Heron loved her Koi too.
This blogging reminded me of my friend, who called early one morning a few years ago,
crying. I asked her if she was OK and if there was anything I could do
to help. She stopped crying and said “Yes, come get your DAMN Heron” lol
sorry for laughing but MY HERON, seems my river hunter was tired of all the flooding and with water to deep ,
as well as full of Beaver #&%#, he went down the street to a nice clean pond
and proceeded to catch and eat her prized Koi. I told you we could do without BEAVERS and the trouble they cause! lol
motherhoodisanart sorry for your Koi , you got photos too, she on the other hand still thinks I should have made him stay in MY YARD.
ODE TO A STEELHEAD
With much anticipation,
one takes time off from work.
The motivation, the preparation
is to be standing in the river when you feel the jerk.
The river runs smooth
as it runs toward the ocean.
Your intent is not to soothe
your needs, but to take your devotion
from first light until dark
and hopefully feel the commotion.
All those admonitions or reminders to stop and take in the beautiful and worthy right in front of you are sometimes lost when we are focused upon only a portion of what surrounds us. Here I stopped to take a photograph of a beautiful old growth tree along the Salmon River in the Mt. Hood National Forest.
I had often hiked this trail and skirted around the beautiful old tree, because my attention was always turned to the right, toward an access trail down to the river. My focus always intent on preparation, anticipation for seeking a fish, studying the seams, the holding water….missing the tree.
This day, I intended to continue straight ahead. The beautifully barked tree caught the light and my notice.