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| Dick Bergeron, Feb 26, 2011, 6:28 AM |
As she rose this morning behind the Second Watchung Mountain in Bridgewater, dawn was beautiful, but brief and fickle.
She cast a soft, pink backlight behind the few clouds that had managed to separate themselves from a solid overcast of gray -- then she quickly shut off the lights, returning the eastern sky into a dim, colorless dome over the hills.
It was one of the most episodic sunrises that I have observed – only a few seconds in duration; then it vanished, before brightening the skies again much later.
Nature is like that. She is whimsical and passionately private, refusing to reveal her secrets to us. We never know for sure what she will do next, as her behavior this winter has proven so decisively.
Even though we may not consciously acknowledge it, nature controls our lives. In the long run, she determines where we live and how we live; how we adapt our lives to her; how much time we spend indoors or outdoors; what we eat and what we wear. Those are just a few observations of how she so skillfully manages our activities and behavior.
She is bountiful, yet demanding; and we could never get along without her.
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