My descriptive paragraph of the fairy pond

The Fairy Pond

Being close to the natural earth soothes my soul, I find solace in the chaotic beauty of Mother Earth and her limitless varieties of life; I have found one particular spot of her that has captured my soul. On a turnout from the curvy, and sometimes dangerous Pacific Coast Highway, halfway between Monterey and Big Sur, there is a magical gathering of the mountain forest and the rugged ocean shore. When you pull off at this turnout you only need walk but a few steps to be thrust into another world. The rock formations coming down the crook of two mountains are smooth as glass from the constant flow of water from a fresh water spring above. The water flows into a pool, right there at the beginning of the trial. You can sit on the rocks and look into your reflection and beyond, for it seems the pool is endless in it’s depth and reaches all the way down to ocean below you just on the other side of the highway. There are times when you can hear this quiet little babbling brook and the crash of the waves at the same time. Vines swing down from the trees with these beautiful little white flowers while they shower the area with their subtle fragrance. The trees have long leaves that hang over the pond that filter the sunlight with movement; the shadows shift constantly, adding to the ethereal sense of this other world. There are several varieties of botanical greenery along the pond, which houses many of it’s own life forms, including frogs, fish and many little and unseen creatures. I imagine this to be a perfect setting for a colony of fairies, so I often visit this place either physically or through memory to get inspiration for my fairy stories and artwork. My visits remind me of Mother Nature’s chaos and beauty, which helps me find beauty in the chaos of my own life.