In the indigo essence of Wolf Moon, our touring skis creaked and buzzed in temperatures that turned snow flakes to ice crystals. Through the towering trees, the moon's pale glow banded the trail with ghostly light. Stars pricked the quilt of heaven. What was beyond our night vision lay in unknowable darkness. My heart beat in time to the night's song. I listened for coyotes' howls, maybe gathering for the hunt, but their tracks were our only (known) company. Perhaps they stood in the shadows, hackles rising, watching the strange creatures gliding in moonbeams through their territory.
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I love this prose and I love this image Barb. Where do you find the words. Carol
ReplyDeletejust beautiful! i felt the quiet, the 'schush' of the skies, the eyes watching from the treeline.
ReplyDeleteBarb, your work is gorgeous! Thank you for sharing your visions of nature.
ReplyDelete~Kay
Barb, thank you SO for leaving your comment on my blog so I could find your beautiful writing. Like the ladies before me, your prose is lovely, and I can feel the night, the cold, the wild animals, nature at its best.
ReplyDeleteIf only I could write as well. Maybe I can learn a thing or two from you!
Haunting, magical, are words that come to mind. In norwegian we would say that the photo has "troll mood". It's just gorgeous! The description of your ski trip is no less magical. The feeling of possible hidden eyes following you - haunting and magical!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely, creative mind you have, Barb, - I love your imagery and your wonderful awareness.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture. I love listening to the wolves at night (one of the perks of living in the country).
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post. Your image and your imagery. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely evocation of your world. How different to most. It was bright moonlight here last night - now I wish I'd walked in it.
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of snow, big trees, a clearing and a full moon. Wonderful! :)
ReplyDeleteWow. "Stars pricked the quilt of heaven." This 'stone' is entry to a novel, to a story that winds us in to a place we'd want to be.
ReplyDeleteThat was wonderful Barb, I could feel your words! Love Di ♥
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful Barb (picture and words). Sort of hard to believe that we had the same full moon here in Florida (yeah, I know the science, but still......)
ReplyDeleteYour image and words travel well together.
ReplyDeletePhotos & prose compliment and enhance each other. Full moons create such an atmosphere! We currently have a moon which rises along a hill line...no trees though where I am.
ReplyDeleteVery evocative description.
ReplyDeleteMust be very frightning to sit outside in the dark, the full moon and the howl of the coyotes.
ReplyDeleteGreetings,
Filip
scary...gives me a deep appreciation of the world not many of us have the opportunity to visit. So glad you could share it with us. Beautifully written!
ReplyDeleteI think it came out great! Your stars show up nicely Bet it was fun being out there.
ReplyDeleteHow magical that must be to ski under the full moon. Beautiful post!
ReplyDeleteI could hear and feel every one described in this atmosphere. Very well written
ReplyDeleteAn enchanted evening watching your "quilt" of the heaven.
nice...love the listening but their tracks were the only trace...very nice capture...
ReplyDeletenice...love the listening but their tracks were the only trace...very nice capture...
ReplyDeletefantastic shot! nature is always full with suprises, you are lucky to be living so close to it...have a good rest of the week!
ReplyDeleteI feel like that I’m seeing one page of a picture book. Your photography is so superb with such low light. I think I can understand why coyotes howl toward the full moon which is mysteriously enchanting.
ReplyDeleteWonderful words and photo.
ReplyDeleteYour words and photo are beautiful, drawing me right into this place with you. And your photograph looks like a painting....gorgeous !
ReplyDeleteI'm catching up, Barb! So beautiful! Your words enticed me to wander with you through the night, even though it scares me in real life to be among the wild animals, and venturing along dark paths.
ReplyDeleteLove your deep look into these moments in time.
I am love, love, loving your River of Stones. From your love and lessons with your grand-daughter, your trips with friends via face-time, your evaluation of self (I just recently noticed wrinkles on my eyelids! Who knew?!) to your love of nature ~ BEAUTIFUL and deep.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely beautiful. I love the photo. Thanks for visiting my blog and introducing me to your wonderful images.
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