Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Specks of Light

Is that light a fire on the other side of the pines?

No, it's just a sunset the other evening. See?

The tiny speck of light in the darkness is from the dairy farm across the fields.

Speaking of darkness, it was still dark when I went to the mailbox this morning. I didn't see anything, but I took a few pictures. When I downloaded I saw some specks of light.

The flash made the mailbox and the bare limbs of the peach tree glow. But across the road are some bits of light—orbs.

This is the corner of the pasture across the road.

A closer look in the pasture reveals—just trees and a fence.

Sometimes it's hard to tell what's there—or not there.

Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
—Edgar Allan Poe



Blogger CountryDew said...

More orbs, eh? Very intriguing.

12:42 PM  

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