Most of us are fascinated by water. Okay, so we might not go so far as to cast a fishing line into a pothole, but most other bodies of water are usually pretty high on our lists of favorite things.
Even drops of dew.
Everywhere water is a thing of beauty, gleaming in the dewdrop, singing in the summer rain. [John Ballantine Gough]
The beauty and serenity of a lake.
A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. [Henry David Thoreau]
The lazy, mesmerizing current of a slow-moving river.
The trees reflected in the river... they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we. [Nathaniel Hawthorne]
The sound of the water says what I think. [Chuang Tzu]
If there is poetry in my book about the sea, it is not because I deliberately put it there, but because no one could write truthfully about the sea and leave out the poetry. [Rachel Carson]
A cheery relaxation is man's natural state, just as nature itself is relaxed. A waterfall is concerned only with being itself, not with doing something it considers waterfall-like. [Vernon Howard]
Yes, nature's beauty can be found in all kinds of water, but I never expected to find amazement in something man has done with water inside of... an airport, of all things. Ben Gurian Airport in Israel, to be exact.
Check it out!!!
Ya know, some years ago, I saw an episode of The Honeymooners (Hush! I SAID it was some years ago, didn't I?) in which Ralph and Ed were having one of their famous intellectual discussions, in which they agreed that the chemical formula for water was H2O. But they also pontificated that whenever one expressed a chemical formula verbally, one should never ever say the number, so throughout the rest of the program, they kept calling water ... HO. In deference to that show, I considered calling this post In Praise of HOs, but was afraid it might attract the wrong kind of audience...
So tell me. What's your favorite kind of HO... I mean water? Ocean, lake, river, hot tub?
For this week's Tiny Harmonies haiku challenge, the lovely Suze has provided us with another single-word thematic prompt. That word is adaptability. Once again, I'm gonna try to tie the haiku in with my post. Here goes my tiny offering:
Carves paths through mighty mountains,
One drip at a time.
Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.
I never drink water, because I know what fish do in there. [W.C. Fields]
[Most images come to us courtesy of morguefile. Thanks to Suze for the kitty pic.]