Dimples at Dusk (SOL #1)
As I walked to my car after work, I noted dusk versus darkness. A smile emerged on my face and a bounce in my step. During the dark months of winter, in the northern hemisphere, daylight is a precious commodity. Every year, I relish the elongated days and what they bring.
Generally, my short 2.5 mile commute does not leave much time for contemplation, but the brightness brought a smile to my face and thoughts of spring to mind. Suddenly, twenty feet in front of my car emerged an adorable doe followed by her fawn or maybe two. I pressed the brake and slowed to a crawl curious to see the creatures. One, two, three…they scampered across the street. There were more! To the left were four more; no wait five! Eight deer of various ages gracefully glided across the street to Castaldo Park. I stopped completely to take in the sight. Three mother deer with babies in tow scampering off to the park.
After their X-ing, my smile became a bit tearful. The deer had emerged from Camp Greenewood, the Girl Scout camp where I spent many summers with my own babies. Annually, after a long day playing in the woods, we would emerge from the wilderness crossing the street at that same spot to the same park to be reunited with our car and head home.
Following my strict rule, “No texting or using the phone while driving,” I wished I could capture the fleeting moment with a picture. But, how do you capture an emerging memory with a picture? All I was left with was a vision of fauna that evoked long held sweet memories of nature and nurture. Who knew that the delayed darkness of impending spring would be so sweet?