‘Sunset Celebration’ by Sarah Elle Emm
We’ve come to bask in your majesty.
To feel the warmth of your kiss.
We celebrate this day
With our feet dancing in the sand,
Confident we lived it to the fullest,
Grateful you were witness.
We venture closer to you, and cool water chills our toes,
Sending echoes of laughter and gratitude your way.
Twirling, smiling, humming, running on the shore,
We let it all out.
As your flaming power descends, out of our view,
We sigh, fully spent with thankful hearts.
We gave this day our all.
Your trail of pink hues fades away before us, and we bid you goodnight.
Sleep will come easy now.
A new dawn will lift us up soon enough.
And we’ll be ready to dance in your glory again.
Meet a pair of snowy egret entertainers, if you will. My mother was visiting recently, and we watched as these two stealth-like creatures took bait from a fisherman’s bucket… when he wasn’t looking. They were quite comical, these two, and had my mom laughing for a good hour. I enjoyed the show as well but didn’t want to give them away to the fisherman, so I waited patiently to photograph them when he was packing up to leave.
It was quite nice to watch the birds with Mom, especially considering the peacefulness of the afternoon. The first half of my life includes a movie reel of near collisions and off-road adventure thanks to Mom excitedly pointing at birds along the drive. Inheriting the bird watching trait was inevitable, though I prefer to watch birds from a stationary position myself. 😉
I jog in the mornings and rarely have my ‘real’ camera on me. If I don’t have my camera on me, you can bet I’ll see dolphins! The other morning, I decided to do my best with my I-phone camera. So please excuse the cell phone photos and video, but I think dolphins are so spectacular, I decided to share the images. 🙂
I’ve seen a lot of snow pictures from my friends in the north on Facebook lately, and I’m starting to feel left out. It’s the Indiana girl in me, I guess. You can take the girl out of Indiana, but, well, you know how it goes… Now, some of my Facebook friends have threatened to delete me or hide me from their page if I post anymore photos from the sunny beach. I am certain they are just teasing because WHO would want to delete their friend in Florida who is jogging to the beach in 70-80 degree weather every morning and sharing beautiful beach pics while they are digging their car out of ten inches of snow and freezing to death? 😉 But seriously, I’m really jealous of those snow photos my friends are sharing. I love the snow! And the photos this year are great… I’ve seen snow-covered trees, sledding adventures, and someone even made a snowman to look like the snowman ‘Olaf’ in the new Disney movie, “Frozen.” Wow, that was creative…
So, I haven’t got any snow, just a little rain lately, but in an effort to join in the snow pictures and not irritate my northern pals, I took a couple shots of this SNOWY egret, hanging out at the beach. Yes, technically, it is a beach picture, but the SNOWY bird has to count for something, right??? I mean, the Snowy Egret is the closest thing we’ve got to snow here in Florida. Well, besides the snow birds. You know, the people kind. So, here I am- at the risk of deletion- joining in the fun and sharing my snow pictures. I won’t bother you with details about the warm breeze, the sunny day, the gentle sound of waves lapping the shoreline or how warm it was when I took these photos. Who needs all of those boring details? Just focus on the SNOWY egret. 😉 I hope I haven’t upset any of my shivering snowed-in friends up north again! 😉
I had so much fun watching this Osprey fish the other day, I felt like putting the experience and my silly thoughts about the flight into a poem… 🙂 Just for fun…
In my dreams, I can fly.
I soar high above the sky.
With outstretched wings like an Osprey
I glide from seashore to the country.
Taking in the world from above
My heart swells with gratitude and love.
Cool air refreshes me, filling me with energy
Life is anew at last, all from the view of the Osprey.
I swoop down and back up as my imagination runs wild
This playground in the sky makes me feel like a child.
Far from the dreams of my youth I have drifted
But cruising with the Osprey, my spirits are lifted.
“Perhaps I will chase them again” the thought becomes clear.
Though it’s been long since I believed in them, they were dreams that I held dear.
As I coast higher and higher and into the clouds,
I can see them in front of me, and I abandon my doubts.
The flight comes to a close as my feet touch the shore.
But I’m filled with strength, zest for life, and a longing for more.
The voice that says ‘What if?’ and ‘Why not?’ I will no longer deny.
Because though it may just be a child’s dream, I believe I can fly.