Wind and warmer temperatures have done their work, and out beyond the ice closest to shore is - open water - that slim dark strip at the far side of the ice! As you can see, there are still some big piles of ice pushed up by wind and waves, but unless it gets really cold again, they will continue on their to back to liquid. Out on the very edge, two swans were drifting along, but they were out of my camera range. You can see in the bottom photo how the ice at the foot of my breakwall is quite cracked. I hope the little red fox who has been patrolling the ice mountains regularly has good instincts not to venture out and get stranded!
An additional note. Yesterday, our blog friend WREN put up a really cool photo of puffins. They are such comical-looking little birds, I was reminded of some of the classic amusing limericks that have been written about birds (the BUSTARD, the PELICAN, and the HEN (written for Henry Ward Beecher by Oliver Wendell Holmes, with an excellent pun in the last line!) so I emailed our other blog friend and poet, KAT, and said, Hey, what do you think? Well, she got all inspired, and created a delightful limerick tribute to puffins, destined to be a classic, too. I hope you can stop by Kat's blog for a read, and check out Wren's charming photo, too!
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.