Altered Attic: you think you've seen it before

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

you think you've seen it before

























We've been to our place on the lake a hundred times (well, not exactly, but close). I love the familiarity of watching the birds chat at the feeder when it rains and the squirrels aren't draining the food. The way the gravel in the driveway pinches when I take the three steps to the garage to get a cold water, the fawn leaping out of my way when I take the 4-wheeler out for an early morning cruise, and the comforting smallness of the cabin. 

























Our love for the lake isn't about speeding across the open water for miles, it's about relaxing, exploring and for some of us, fishing. And for me, the only and best exercise possible for anyone suffering from chronic illness - swimming. A way to work my muscles against the resistance of the water and restore a bit of strength to my aching limbs. So, we go to the same cove most of the time. If we're early enough there's privacy and it's stunningly beautiful. I never tire of the endless detail in the rocks, trees with roots that continue to nourish despite threading along above ground. Labor Day is a crazy time to go to Lake Cumberland, as with any holiday weekend the traffic increases exponentially. But it was our last chance and I couldn't let the summer end without one more swim in my cove. So, we put the boat in at 9 a.m. and back out at 2 p.m. when the lines are stretching up far beyond the parking area.

























Last summer they raised the water level 20 feet after finishing repairs to the dam, which created a new, tiny cove previously tucked out of sight. The Saturday-night storms created beautiful waterfalls and Sunday we discovered a new one. Instead of admiring it from the water we hiked up the creek through the cold, shallow water until we were a quarter-mile in and wishing we had a camera. The stillness, the rare, untouched quality, the frogs and ferns and forks in the creek that twisted deep into the woods... and then we found this guy, not rare but unlike any caterpillar I'd ever seen. We realized that the familiarity of our surroundings had given way to an entirely new vision. That's how it's supposed to be when you pay attention and look, really examine your surroundings. The detail we miss with every step is astounding and this was a great lesson in learning to really see.

When we finished admiring him, Jim took him back into the safety of the woods, and one day there will be a cocoon and eventually a Citherona Regalis (or Royal Walnut moth) will emerge. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to see him, or another just as beautiful.  









4 comments:

~*~Patty S said...

thank you for sharing your 'special spot(s)' with us...I felt calm just reading about it Patti!

Nature truly does have so much to share with us if we pay attention and take the time...

that is one fine and exotic looking caterpillar!!!
I always want to know what they are exactly and marvel each time the internet helps fill in the blanks!

Here's wishing you many more peaceful and special times out in nature floating in serene waters...
oxo

Marylinn Kelly said...

Lovely and restorative to have a place of respite where all becomes fresh and new. I would love to see the moth that fine green fellow becomes. xo

My Creative Life said...

What a fantastic nature and an amazing colorful caterpillar, patti thanks for your sweet comments on both my blogs.
Anni

Laura said...

those are beautiful sights. i'm so glad that swimming helps you. i used to swim 5 days a week, it was so wonderful, but then i found that it started making my headaches worse, so i had to give it up. i went a couple of weeks ago to give it another try and just couldn't take the added pain. oh well. :-)
have a wonderful week!
blessings
~*~

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