Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Jackfish Bay on Rainy Lake


Written on May 2, 2018   Wednesday

It has been called to attention that story writing is the way all human handing on of information began.

Martin Puchner in “The Written  World: The Power of Stories to Shape People, History and Civilization” says that “The sea of unwritten stories is still infinite and waiting to be transformed into literature.”

My goal is to put into words vignettes of recollections.

Story number 1      Jackfish Bay on Rainy Lake.

Next to the road on a spring day the signs of the season are appearing. There is still snow in the woods and ice on some parts of the lake.

With southern exposure the edge of the ice is melting and there is clear water trickling in the gravel forming tiny streams.

Stepping out of his vehicle a young man kneels to see if there are creatures in that crystal water. The perfume of freshly opened water with ice yet within reach draws him yet closer.

Yes, there are tiny crustaceans and almost transparent creatures moving in the flowing current.  Elaborate living beings are testing the limits of this newly released liquid universe.

The music of melting ice has a delicate sound of change. The mind will transform those notes into a symphony.  The young man will recall those sounds so long as he continues alive. His mind will recreate the scene and healing energy will be a springtime of the soul.

Delton Krueger   2-11-29.