This morning I gave up trying to visually capture the scene I see before me.
How to capture the brilliant golds of the rising sun, contrasted by the ominous darkness of a storm cloud steadily encroaching as I watch from the Kondi, sipping my warm coffee and listening the to haunting sounds of Florence and Machine floating from inside?
How to capture that cloud slowly descending, blotting out the morning sun inch by inch, cloaking us once again in darkness, only minutes after the sun has risen?The first winds and splatters of rain to reach my face cool and refresh, and convince me once again - this is not an image that can be captured for face book, but one people will just have to come experience for themselves - with all their five senses.
Here are some of my past attempts at capturing the magic of the sun on the lakeshore:
6:00am
1 March 2012
By what magic do I find myself curled up on my Kondi (veranda) with my wonderful new roomie, watching the wind blow through the trees and the waves crash on the lakeshore below, sipping my coffee and preparing for another teaching day?
Text Message sent March 9:
I am just sipping my coffee on the Kondi, listening to old school tunes pump over at the Jeti, and watching the fishermen paddle in off the lake with the first catch of the day, and thinking… geeeeeez, life is gorgeous.
March 15
A stream of gold cuts the lake in two and pours through my window pane, waking me gently from one dream land and guiding me into the one that exists in reality.
A rainbow of colours paint the surface of the water, gold glows on the Kondi, the wicker, the leaves, the door, me.
Pitter Patter.
Here come the first drops of rain….
And now a torrent, loud enough to block out ‘Coldplay’ blaring ‘Paradise’ from the speaker in front of me. Loud enough to block the Jeti from view, to dull the light of the sun.And I can’t help but smile.
Because I know all will turn out just as it should. As it has to. The best and only way it can.
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