Nature Observation One: Shamrock Texas



Nature Observation One: Shamrock, TX
            The field extended into the distance forming a pallet of green and yellow. The brush twitched nervously as the wind began to pick up. The breath of mother nature catapulted pollen and leaves into the air raining down on the roaming cows. The cows maneuvered this maze of confusion as they attempt to find lunch. The novice brush gives one last wave before the harrowing jaws of the speckled blob devour it.
            My eyes began to focus on single piece of brush that stood with confidence amongst the clan.  From afar, the bush radiated with life as it swam throughout the green riverbed. As I began to approach the bush, a haunting scene emerged. Uncharacteristic of the majority, this bush reflected the grey hue of asphalt. The leaves were not a healthy oval, moreover, they were a body meager with hunger. The unforgiving Texas sky has refused to ration life in about two weeks. The snake connected to the house that provides life must have missed the old bush. As I caress the leave, the feeling of a leather hide tingles my sensations. The resenting rays of the Texas sun have sucked the beating heart out of the foliage. The flies and bugs have made the community elder a buffet line as the leaves resembled a Wisconsin slice of swiss cheese. The bush that once resembled a luscious peacock, now withered, begins to fold as if it was a rainbow. A soul, once illuminating with life and thirst, now broken as the shackles of love hit the dirt.
            While nature is pure, the cycle of evolution illuminates throughout the field. The younglings, strong as a buck, can withstand the lack of nutrition, while the old take their final breath. It is a beautiful sight watching the pendulum of the wild move back to equilibrium, but at the same time, it is quite gut-wrenching.





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  1. williams.dan76September 18, 2019 at 10:32 AM

    Wow, great photo. I am a hack photographer, so I know what's good and what's not. Great description, but again your focus is wide angle. Consider close up, so close your perspective is macro.

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