Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Towards the Bird Blind

Prime Hook National Refuge, DE

I remember how beautiful and isolated it was, and how the quality of the light made the water seem to glow from within. I remember that no matter how cautious our progress across the boardwalk, every step sent up another explosion of honking and wing-beats as geese and ducks took off.

I remember that once we were inside that dark and intimate space the marshes around us, so wide and smooth and peaceful to watch, were aurally cluttered with the trills of sparrows and the soughing of reeds and the distant gabble of waterfowl—and there we were, the silent audience, part of—because we were apart from—the world around us.

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1 comment:

Anca said...

Lovely photo and commentary.

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