December 11, 2012
Assignment: Where do you feel most at home? Where do you come from?
Combine images and feelings.
by Mrs. J
Blackiston Valley
I take the turn off at Pass Creek, climb the short, sharp switchback; follow the road on the prairie side of the river, across from the golf course trimming the skirt of Crandell Mountain. I enjoy the wavy road that dips and lifts its way down past the beaver dam, then rises to a prairie grass carpeted with wild flowers and wind. The air changes to spicy pine; I inhale and am cleansed to my very pores.
The road curves gently left. I stop to take in the valley visually before focusing on the narrow physical road where prairie grass gives way to Aspen and pine as the road shoulders the deepening river canyon. It twists and dips and reappears at various distances giving me a lesson in perspective. It is a wide, bright valley; berry bushes sometimes hide bears. Mountain slopes tot he right are mostly red shale sandstone.
My spirit feels huge in this place. I sit on a rock and soar on the wind above the river to the mountain peaks. Soon I am ready to drive onward, north of Crandell now, deep into my valley. I drive, I stop, I feel: this place is part of my personal script - I am powerfully connected to the natural world - why this place, in particular, feels like home I am not sure; I just know it does
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