Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Visitations


One evening on the way to dinner, I saw deer standing beside the Commons building. In the golden light of the magic hour, they looked like ghosts of the forest.


As though all the creativity and happiness had conjured them up.


They were very tame, didn't seem at all concerned or afraid of so many people walking by.


There were three or four of them, standing in the slanting and fading sun of the daylight, wandering and eating.


I liked the magic of the moment. The Golden Hour light falling on them, casting their shadows across the newly green grass, lighting them like animated statuary.

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