Sunrise at the Manasquan Reservoir
Sentinal tree trunks stand witness to the dawn rising over the tranquil waters of the Menasquan Reservoir. They remember when the lake was a forest and they were growing green and straight on the rise above the glen.....before the dam and the rising waters changed the landscape. They remember the birds that nested in their dense branches and the squirrels that found food and shelter there.
They remember the thrill of spring and the fragrance of fern and moss and the rare beauty of the trillium and lady-slippers that grew in the thick loam at their roots.
The dawn and the sun and the breeze are the same as then...and their memories are long and their witness is tranquil. They remember and they are patient.

They remember the thrill of spring and the fragrance of fern and moss and the rare beauty of the trillium and lady-slippers that grew in the thick loam at their roots.
The dawn and the sun and the breeze are the same as then...and their memories are long and their witness is tranquil. They remember and they are patient.

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Beautifully written, but a sad testament to how we've altered nature.Posted 04-10-2009 at 10:38 AM by nomoresnow
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Thanks for writing about "HOME".Posted 04-10-2009 at 10:42 AM by njmike
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It is always such a pleasure to see another beautiful blog by Elston..Thank you...Posted 04-11-2009 at 10:11 AM by Miss Blue
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Another beautiful tableau painted with words by elston!Posted 05-16-2009 at 11:08 PM by moughie






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