Sunday, March 10, 2013

Memoir Monday: Lengthening Shadows




Welcome back, friends, to Memoir Monday.....
Here's a short post about the memoir link up. I'd love for you to join in!

So in recent framing and redoing of photo collages, and 
loading pictures here onto blog posts, 
I've gotten to reflecting, once again, upon our 
annual family trips:

Lengthening Shadows

                Foggy mist breathing and rolling toward shoreline as dawn awakens our corner of the world.  Mauve and coral fingers reach from the east,  brightening the morning.  Illuminating the water lilies curving skyward,  the majestic mountains. 
                The ever present,  rhythmic swell of cicadas. The sun dappled sandy beach. The towering old growth pines -  they landmark our haven in the Adirondacks.  And have, for decades.
                By dusk , calm settles over the camp,  kids’ giggles and splashes reigned in after a day of memory making.  As day draws to a close, a regal Old Glory is carefully taken from flagpole up by route 9, where the constant swoosh of cars, the downshifting of trucks, wanes.
                 Shadows lengthen from our island in lake’s center, stretching to shore.  Scattered lights pop on,  spilling glowing yellow stripes across lake’s surface.  Patterns dance and flow onto the sand.  Campfires are spotted around lake’s perimeter. Flames shooting;  sparks  snapping.  




                Friendships form and cement.  A few staccato laughs,  but mainly hushed conversations over marshmallow roasting.  All the while, the aroma  of pine, cinder and promise weaves itself into our hair and sweatshirts,  ending a perfect August day.
                Months later, crowds have thinned and  temperatures, plummeted.  A few crimson and rust leaves dot the maple trees.  Most splatter, though, in nature’s heaps on the ground.  Canoes and rowboats are stacked behind cabins.  Docks and floats, safely stowed, too.  Waiting for the calendar to once again, point to summer.



 Winter settles into the range. It’s not the shrill of motor boats,  but the rev of snow mobiles that echoes  across our peaks.  Ice envelops our brambles now, in a blinding, dangerously beautiful, display.   The island we swam to during an endless summer is now our destination on skis and snow shoes. Snow piles are higher than  cabins and branches scramble to form a delicate patchwork.
                The shadows that we sought for reprieve on sun-drenched July days, we now eschew in a frigid February.

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Here are my Memoir Monday posts if you'd like to click around~

Lenten Ponderings

The View from Our Cabin


And This is Lent


Angels All Around


Dorothy's Ruby Red Shoes


Sentimental Journey


The Slam of the Screen Door



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9 comments:

  1. Beautiful! Now I want to go on vacation. Yours words make it sound so peaceful but joyful. Vacations always bring so many smiles. I love days filled with laughter and a carefree spirit. It seems that during the winter months and school year we forget and get too rushed.
    Thank you for sharing these wonderful moments.
    Have a great week, my friend.

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    1. Monique
      Thank you SO much for your kind words, friend....Too true about the rushed feeling and forgetting the wonderful!

      "See" you online...
      xoxoxo

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  2. Love your post, Chris! You have such a gift with words. I, too, today, continue that same theme, about cherishing the wonderful and how our children can make even the most mundane or unpredictable beautiful. Have a great day, friend! God bless, Lisa

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    1. Thanks for the kind words, Lisa...heading over to your post now to read your lovely memoir.

      xoxoxoxo

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  3. Chris...I love how you take me there. Your words are well chosen in describing your trip. It's a wonderful memory you have. Have a blessed day.

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    1. Naomi
      THANK YOU so much for stopping in and commenting..... and for your kind words.

      I look fwd to seeing you online:)


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  4. Such a beautiful post... I honestly felt like I was there! I love when writers can transform their words like that!

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  5. Lengthening Shadows... how beautifully written!

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  6. I loved what you wrote and now I want to go to the Adirondacks or at least camping. Once we return to the states we will camp again. Well written and it brought your wonderful special place to life for me:)

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