Zen and The Art Of Fishing

 

Humming birds and bees amongst the flower and trees

Where spirits dwell and ferries tell stories of times to come

Out on the horizon the sun dips low as mist rises from the forest

and the river below

Sounds of running water gurgling from the brook

where trout swim rapidly avoiding the hidden hook

Is it the book that brought them here

from where to there they were before

No fish are caught by the lad asleep atop

a soft log where he had flopped

As he sleeps the birds stop to stare what is it that is lying there

Just a boy with a pole dreaming of his best fishing hole

and ferries speaking of future toll

And still the sun dips below the misty forest forever and again. 

Peace and Balance,

John

High In The Sky

 

Early Sunday past I woke early and headed out the door for work at our local Walmart.  The sky was a sight to behold.  Appearing as if God had laid brush to canvas and painted in hues of blue and grey.  Dark lines atop lighter drops, the sky dipped and rose appearing as waves upon a pond.  

These clouds coincidentally are called wave clouds because of their appearance.  Beautiful to behold.  When I parked my pony in it's spot I texted two of my personal conspirators who search for the strange and unusual.  My text was simple and read, "Go out and look at the sky."  

Pictures of the sky over Northern New Hampshire has hit the news.  We are breaking weather news an evening after the event.  It is pretty Far Out after all.  The first thing I thought was, "Hey Man, the UFO's are playing in the sky."  That wasn't the case but, hey what can I say?  

The clouds remained for most of the day.  Still being out when I left the place of Wal at my end of the day.  It was still pretty darn Cool.  Being a Science guy I find weather anomalies pretty Groovy.  It made my day.

Apparently this type of phenomena is a low ceiling cloud usually at or below 7000 feet. These clouds flow and react just like a meandering river in the sky.  Clouds are created by water droplets at different stages of development, so the river analogy makes sense.  Fantastic.   

Keep an eye to the sky this summer.  Be prepared to see all sorts of wonderous anomalies and environmental works of art.  Or perhaps other unknown things in the sky.  You never know what may present itself to the willing.

Peace and Balance,

John