Weekly Challenge: Now

With my family not being in the same state as I am, my holidays are usually not spent in the traditional manner  – surrounded by family, exchanging presents etc.   So on those days when the rest of the non-single, with family world is hanging by the tree, I go in hunt of nature.


I was going to put on the yule log (they have one that is streaming this year with a cat and dog – and I got sucked into it – even though I have a fireplace and two cats of  my own), suck down some hot peppermint chocolate with whipped cream and poodle about my place having a relaxed Christmas.

As usual I got bored – so I had read that High Falls state Park was unable to lower their lake (which they do each winter) due to the severe rains Macon Georgia had had.  I took that as an opportunity to jump up – run around – find my tripod and jump in the car for a 90 minute ride.

Alas I did not check my equipment – (when I got there the tripod was broken)  but it would not have matter.  The rapids were so rough that, as I wanted a long exposure on the water, there was no way I could get anything as a subject without motion – the water was moving the trees as well.  In the end I loved this one – it looks like a water painting (which I do want to try and when I do I will be able to make the tree not blurry 🙂 but was amazed at how this tree and others didn’t get crushed or ripped up.  They moved and bent and went with the flow and are still standing.  That felt like my NOW on Christmas day.   Very few people have a life without adversity – how they choose to deal with it determines if they remain standing in the end or not.


My Christmas poem


Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
The dust bunnies are running
faster than the mouse…

The children were nestled
All snug in Mom’s bed
Barely leaving enough space
For Mom to lay down her sweet head

Out in the den, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed, to see what was the matter
Stubbing my toe, I ran in a dash
Turned on the lights to see the tree crash

Tree flocking scattered, like new fallen snow
Covering the shattered ornaments shining below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
Two confused cats saying, “Mom – what are you doing here?”

As I hurry to clean up their Christmas eve mess
I paws to reflect on how much I’ve been blessed
I have a roof over my head and food in my belly
And yes it does jiggle like a bowl full of jelly

I’m safe and warm
If just for tonight
Merry Christmas Eve to all
And to all a good night.