or A Pause
At Bosque del Apache: In the dappled light on the verge of a thicket of cottonwoods, a mule deer was browsing. It wasn't in any hurry, not bothered at all by the occasional vehicle passing by on the gravel road. I paused and watched it for a while, leaning against my car and enjoying the quiet scene while the sun warmed my back. It was one of those moments when light filters deep inside you.
That was at one end of the refuge. When I reached the other end the snow geese were flocking—flocking, fighting, frighting. Something had disturbed them. The sun caught in their wings as they whirled and flapped, a blizzard come early. Even when they're calm their numbers can take your breath away; you have to shade your eyes against the blaze of white where they blanket the fields. The noise they make when something has spooked them is the next best thing to deafening. They're sure beautiful, but boy, can they raise a ruckus.
With the aim of having life be more deer-in-dappled-light quiet than snow-goose-flapping frantic for the next few weeks, I'm going to be taking a break from Microcosm for a while. I'll visit with you all at your own blogs when I can, and if something extra-delightful comes up that I think you would enjoy, I'll pop in for a post of my own. I really appreciate you all, my dear readers—I'm touched and pleased that you enjoy Microcosm, and that you stop by here to read and make comments and link your life in whatever small way with mine. I'll see you again after the New Year (if not before).
In the meantime, I wish you many of those dappled-light moments of your own.