As the evening started to fall Sacha and I saw that mother nature's elements were in place for another spectacular night. So off we went back up Hwy 162 heading towards Elk Creek to see if our good fortune would strike twice.
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At first, the light was too harsh and the sun kept disappearing behind the humongous clouds. But before our disappointment settled in Mother Nature gave us at last thirty minutes of wow.
Years ago one summer in August when Sacha was 10 or 12 or maybe 8 years old we woke up in the middle of the night to watch The Perseids. That year like no other year I have ever witnessed before or after the falling stars were plentiful it was like a fourth of July fireworks but better. Sacha and I were beyond excited, "Look at that one, no that one! Oh my Sacha over here, No mom look there!" This went on and on until we had an idea to stand back to back, he would watch his side of the universe and I would watch my side of the universe and together we would see it all together.
That moment is one of my most cherished memories, and if I could go back in time that would have to be one of my top ten to return too. These last two days will be carved memories in my spirit too.
Such a sacred blessing to have Sacha here, to share this time with him and my mom. To be without agenda and to keep each other from succumbing to fear and sadness. My mom's practical loving approach just taking it one day as it comes and not getting bogged down by the what-ifs. Sacha's keeping busy had me in the orchard cutting suckers, trimming my mom's yard and burning a massive pile of leaves and twigs, then planting a garden, and trimming trees, and fixing the chicken pen. Between the two of them keeping busy and staying focus I have seen that my ways of seeking answers and trying to figure the impossible out are not the way to go.
Peace and harmony is a practice mostly involving letting go and letting be.
Sacha and I stood in awe. Just like we did many years ago. I snapped photos with my cell phone promising myself I would never leave home again without my camera. Then realizing these photos are good enough for me knowing Sacha will always lug his camera and gear if I wanted to use it.
How could a bad photo be taken on a night like these two last evenings?
Nature was in a full glorious display.
Following the road to our hearts. Why not? What else is there really?
Oh, that luscious glorious beautiful sky.
Thank you Mother Nature for doing what you do best
Showing up and reminding me to not take you for granted.
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