a moment in time
{reverb11 – day 3}
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Tell us about one moment that you lived in 2011 that you will never forget.
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In amongst the chaos, it was a year filled with snatched moments. Breathing them in the way I would if I had just run six miles and was gasping for breath.
Appreciating them all the more for the way they filled my desperate mind with bits and pieces of beautiful.
In general, I share those moments of beauty here, but there was one that I didn’t, mainly because it was impossible to photograph.
In August we went to the Adirondack mountains to camp at one of our favorite lakes, one that is a favorite because it is small and because it feels like home.
And after we had been there for a day and half, the park ranger came by to tell us that we had to leave the next day, that all the parks in the mountains were being closed because of Hurricane Irene.
As he said this, there was not a cloud in the sky.
That night, we made a roaring campfire, the way we always do, and we made s’mores, the way we always do, and we wished we didn’t have to pack things up so soon.
Later, we walked down to the lake, to say goodbye.
No one was at the beach, it was quite late. Technically, I suppose we weren’t supposed to be there, either.
But what a sight.
The lake was perfectly calm, and in it, a million stars reflected back at themselves.
If it weren’t for the slightly darker silhouette of the mountains ringing the lake, it would have been impossible to tell where the sky ended and the lake began. A tiny crescent moon hung low in the sky, smiling back up at us from the water.
We all stood there for minutes that felt like hours, just soaking it in.
It was the kind if moment that I knew I could never photograph well enough, or describe well enough, to convey its magic.
But now, when I close my eyes, I can still see it.
I am there. On that beach, surrounded by darkness that is not dark but glittering, loons calling out love songs in the distance, and mountains looming as sentinels in the background, strong and silent and unseen.
I am there breathing in.
And I am smiling.
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December 3rd, 2011 at 10:41 am
those are the best moments, i think. the ones you can’t photograph. the ones where you are there, IN the moment, not recording it.
December 3rd, 2011 at 10:42 am
Those are moments that are solely yours. Quite possibly not destined to be shared. A gift, as it were.
December 3rd, 2011 at 11:54 am
love it! I know those moments, those magical moments that stay with you. I did a yoga trip to the dessert in egypt 2 years ago. We’d wake up at dusk and do yoga as the sun rose in the dessert. I can still close my eyes and see it. such a wonderful gift!
December 3rd, 2011 at 12:45 pm
What Debi and Mark said — so true! And yet – you did one hell of a job describing this; I feel like I’m there!!
December 3rd, 2011 at 3:36 pm
What an absolutely delicious memory. I feel satisfied just having read about it ~
December 3rd, 2011 at 3:36 pm
And this photo? Quite fetching.
December 3rd, 2011 at 5:58 pm
What a stunning moment; more so because it is uniquely yours, something that we can think of but not quite accurately get.
December 3rd, 2011 at 8:09 pm
breathing in with you…..with joy:)
-Jen
December 4th, 2011 at 12:07 am
it was just an hour ago that i was walking home and missing the stars, so many of them and the longer you stare at the sky, the more you see. this sounds like an incredible moment.
December 4th, 2011 at 2:28 am
I am so glad you had your uniquely your own moment. Just for you.
December 4th, 2011 at 10:16 am
It was beautiful in description, I can only imagine the magic of living it. Thanks for capturing it in your words for all of us to enjoy.
December 4th, 2011 at 11:20 am
What beautiful imagery you used!
December 4th, 2011 at 3:32 pm
Thru your words – I can see and feel the scene perfectly!