How much more vibrant are the colors of the landscape when heard through the song of birds, the percussion of rain and the siren music of the wind. Color forms each note of the composition. Each being plays its own melody - a flash of red thunder wing; a shy soprano in drab grey, the dark melancholy of bare, brown branches, the jaunty tune of a squirrel stealing peanuts from the blare of the sky blue jays All songs join together to form a brilliant symphony of life to be enjoyed on a winter walk through the forest.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Winter Writings: Day 2
How much more vibrant are the colors of the landscape when heard through the song of birds, the percussion of rain and the siren music of the wind. Color forms each note of the composition. Each being plays its own melody - a flash of red thunder wing; a shy soprano in drab grey, the dark melancholy of bare, brown branches, the jaunty tune of a squirrel stealing peanuts from the blare of the sky blue jays All songs join together to form a brilliant symphony of life to be enjoyed on a winter walk through the forest.
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