Friday, July 30, 2010

Early Morning in Wisconsin - Last Walk

This morning was my last walk before I head back to India. Low fog hugged the valleys of the rolling hills and enveloped the marsh below. Golden sun filtered its way through the weeds, warming the delicate white lace. Heavy dew clung to the grasses and clover. Mosquitoes were everywhere. Erect ears stood at attention, the deer in the field staring at me. Rabbits scurried to the safety of the weeds. Cranes flapped their large wings over the cattails of the marsh. Silence, except for the calls of nature. 
Soon I will be back in Chennai, with its symphony of horns, plethora of people, and carpet of concrete. The delicate white lacy flowers will be traded for garlands of strung jasmine petals. Forests of tree make way for apartment buildings placed closely together. The myriad colors of the wildflowers will be replaced by the flowing rainbows of saris and salwars....

1 comment:

tombetz said...

A nice read... Quite the contrast between your personal Walden Pond and the cacaphony of urban Madras. Safe travel.