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The Worth of an Experience

Credit: Chris Schultz

They say a picture is worth a thousand words...

The sky was a beautiful azure and the clouds were the wispy, scattered types that reminded her of paint sprayed from a brush. The hills rolled on into the horizon like ripples in a sheet, and the grass swayed in the wind as it danced to its own silent song. The sun was bright, but it wasn’t hot – the breeze provided more than sufficient cooling in the crisp country air. The flocks of little birds wheeled in the breezes, playing acrobatic games in their synchronized aerobics. The calls of the birds and the sounds of wood being chopped in the background provided a sublime soundtrack to compliment the quaint settings. The wind also joined in the audible experience with its tickling whir and slight swish as it played in the grass and leaves.

The girl in the white dress fit right into the scene. The sun had brought out the freckles on her face and lightened her brown hair to match the polished wooden cane that her grandfather was holding. Her eyes radiated the joy she was experiencing from absorbing the serenity around her. Her surroundings seemed to magnify her own beauty, and a Wren appeared to agree as he perched in the tree and sang out his praise of the humans below. The apple tree she was leaning against provided the perfect touch to the image, its gnarled and twisted branches providing wonderful places for climbing and resting. Her grandfather sat on a boulder that had been smoothed out by nature’s steady mechanisms over the many years as it guarded this hilltop. His face, with its wrinkles and deep, curving lines, was absolutely void of any signs of malice or ill feelings – quite to the contrary. His eyes shined with the same resplendence as those of his granddaughter’s and his smile was enough to light the countryside, even with his crooked and slightly discolored teeth.

Down below, the sod-roofed house was emitting a steady, but light, stream of smoke from the cooking fire. The house had been carved into the hillside, providing an excellent home for the settlers who chose this location many years ago. The farm had been established quickly and easily – quite rare for a settlement – and the family business had flourished. Passed on from generation to generation, the home had been maintained to match its original condition. Every once in a while the family that owned these lands – now an estate – would come out to spend time here and escape from the world.

The surroundings and atmosphere were perfect. It seemed the Creator had singled out this place to contain all of the perfection He could muster. Then came the click. The wispy clouds, the lovely girl, the gnarls and the wind – all frozen. Forever to be kept in a state of visible beauty and timeless, unchanging imagery. The world descended into blackness, but only for a fraction of a second. The beauty had been captured, but the sounds, the feel, the aura, they were left free and unchanged. With the press of a button and the click of a shutter the capture is complete. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but I say an experience is worth countless more.



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By BusinessLife on July 07, 2011 at 09:07 pm

Wow! This was absolutely scrumptious! Details that grew the story and drew me in as a reader. I love your choice of words and will love reading another piece of creative beauty that you have time to share...some time soon? No matter, quite a delight. I honestly felt I heard a crowd applauding at the end with one or two yelling, 'Bravo!'

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By XanthusKidd on July 07, 2011 at 09:16 pm

You're too kind! Thank you for your comment, and I'm elated that you loved my story. Don't worry, there shall be more soon. :)

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By ColonialBoy on July 29, 2011 at 06:50 am

As a photographer, I rely on my instincts to capture shots like this - it was so wonderful to get to experience what it was like for another person when they took their photo. What wonderfully rich descriptive language! It is so easy for me to see that beautiful, pastoral scene - thank you very much for sharing this with us.

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