An Exercise for the Mind…

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I am in the habit of changing my screen saver/background image quite often. I  like to have something lovely on my computer screen, as it is the first thing I see every morning.

This picture appealed to me for several reasons. I love trees and this one is lovely but also ethereal, the mist hiding most of the scene. I particularly like the contrast between the nakedness of the sleeping tree and the tree covered in blossom.

I have recently found myself  ‘skimming’ when both reading and writing, and I am not seeing or describing anything enough which is not good. This post is an exercise, not only for my eyes, but also for my imagination. I don’t want to think of my old age robbing me of so much of my enjoyment of life.

The blossom tree in this image attracted me first, being frustratingly out of focus enough to prevent an easy identification. The blossoms are pure white, no hint of colour on them, and the petals are delicate and small. The branches look old, but the slender double trunk would suggest otherwise. Are there any more clues in the picture?

The tree is blooming very early. The companion trees are still bare, their branches stark and austere looming through the mist. Winter has not long departed, as I imagine the chilly dampness of the morning on my skin. The shrubbery in the background is sparse too, confirming that Mother Nature is not fully awake yet.

My mind sifts through my knowledge of flowering trees and comes up with a likely choice. Is it a Magnolia, one of the small flowered varieties, maybe Stellata?

Moving on from the details of the image, my mind is not finished. I wonder where this lovely little tree is. The setting would suggest a park, for the area seems too big to be someone’s garden. There are vague images hiding in the mist, indicating far more space than first thought.

Could that be a roof I can see? It doesn’t look like the roof of a house though…

My mind yearns to explore this scene, to visit the tree and then walk into the mist to see what I can discover…

 

 

Anita’s Journey to the Planets ~ Mars

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I was born under the star sign of Mars, our Red Planet.

My firstborn, a daughter, my husband too, all born under the Planet of War.

Three hotheads in one family, can you imagine the heat?

Yet when I think of Mars, I am reminded of Rome and the Gladiators. The giant arena, the Tigers and the blood spilling red. So many people baying for more death, more bloodshed. The sand on the arena floor now the same colour as the dusty red surface of Mars.

I am reminded of the saying, “As above, so below…”

It is hardly surprising that some people think we originally came from Mars, as we all have a war-like tendency from time to time, no matter what star we were born under.

It is almost time for me to move on, but I will linger a few minutes longer, bathing in the warm red glow of Mars.

I look back at the red Planet receding behind me and head towards Venus…

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Join me tomorrow for my journey to Venus?