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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Beautiful (11/07/05)

TITLE: The End of the Season
By Karen Persson


Bonnie leaned forward and sat staring into the pond. A tear rolled down her cheek and fell to the water below sending a tiny round ripple racing away from where it became invisible in the water.

This was her secret place at Masterpiece Pond. She had named it as a little girl. She remembered thinking Picture Pond sounded too kiddish to her and she had wanted it to sound magnificent and important because to her that’s what it was.

The reflection on the water of the grandfather maples and cottonwoods that bordered the pond was beautiful. It was closely guarded from the breeze by the majestic trees.

The growth from spring which had become old and damaged from the heat of summer would give way to the freezing temperatures and turn beautiful colors. From hues of yellow and brown on the towering cottonwoods to the flaming red and orange of the maples that stood broad and densely grouped around the pond. As a child Bonnie had spent endless hours in the fall watching the leaves flutter down as she would try to predict where on the pond they would finally come to rest

The fall would quickly pass to the cold of winter and the trees would stand in stark contrast to the winter sky with their bare outstretched branches. The pond became a giant cracked mirror of reflection until the dead of winter would harden the surface in preparation for the snow fall that would come and blanket the pond. Bonnie, had always been so excited to find animal tracks going across it. Winter did not find her at the pond after the snow became too deep for her to walk in.

Patiently Bonnie would wait for the spring, knowing it was close when the snow began to melt. Soon she would see bright green sprouting up surrounded by rings of snow that extended to more life which had found substance beneath the winter cold. Then she would race to the pond to behold the evidence of spring on the trees. Each day the buds would enlarge. The bursting out of new life quickly followed as the trees branches became thickly laden with shimmering new leaves. And there Bonnie would sit staring into the water at the masterpiece before her eyes. This had been her favorite season. She never tired of watching the refection of the leaves on the glistening water as it created for her a beautiful masterpiece of creation.

Sitting now, memories of the pond gave her comfort. She too had been through many seasons in her life. For the pond this would continue; life would come and go, the trees would continue to grow stronger and the pond would keep its flawless face of beauty on its canvas of still fluidity.

“Mom, are you ready to go? I can bring you back tomorrow if you’d like….”

“Yes, Son, I’m ready. It is beautiful isn’t it? When you come here, remember me. And remember, I love you. I don’t think I will be able to make it tomorrow. Better plans have been made for me.”

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Jeffrey Snell11/15/05
Beautiful! A sweet, tangible memory. Nice job!
D. Phenes11/16/05
how lovely.. thanks for sharing