The Woods Behind the House

14 Jun

There are woods behind our house. In the late afternoon, it is nice to sit on the deck and feel the shade from the trees. It is always relaxing to hear the leaves rustle in the breeze. Many times, animals such as rabbits and deer emerge from the woods and hang out in the yard.  Having woods at the edge of the yard is a lot better than having someone looking back at us from their deck.image

Sometimes, my imagination takes me to a darker place when I look at the woods behind the house. I wonder what is going on in there. What creatures are peering at us from the shadows? Was that sound of a branch breaking a deer or something more sinister? What was that snorting in the darkness?

Several years ago M. Night Shyamalan tried to capitalize on The Sixth Sense with a movie called The Village. The story follows a group of people who live in a village surrounded by woods. Apparently, monsters live in the woods and an understanding has been reached between the two groups. If the people will stay out of the woods, then the monsters will stay out of the village.

It is a mediocre movie with an ending that can be seen from a mile away, but I liked one scene. It is night and a guard stands in a tower watching the woods. Torches have been lit around the perimeter. Every sound the guard hears takes him closer to hysterics. He had no idea what was making the sound, and his imagination was taking him deeper in despair.

It is a great scene that I think about when I look into the woods behind the house.

I know what these woods are all about. It is the edge of a farm, and a huge house sits not too far away. However, I like to wonder what else might be happening, and I do not think that I am alone.

The woods have always been a dark and mysterious place. In fabled tales, it is the home of elves, evil witches, trolls, dwarves and other assorted creatures that people who wander into the woods may encounter. Do these tales have a basis in reality, or do they derive from other dangers?

Bands of thieves. Ferocious animals. The risk of injury. The risk of getting lost.

Perhaps, the dark forces of the woods comes from the Christian belief in Adam and Eve. Heck, if messing around with one tree can get you kicked out of paradise, then think about what messing around with a bunch of trees will do.

The woods have always been a place of wonder – a place we can see but not know what is happening within. Do we dare take a few steps in and explore?

That is what I think about when I look into the woods behind the house.

5 Responses to “The Woods Behind the House”

  1. janvajda June 14, 2014 at 20:18 #

    Reblogged this on Attorney at Law Jan Vajda Namestovo, Slovakia.

  2. jcalberta June 15, 2014 at 14:12 #

    When one enters a woods or forest it does have it’s wonder – it’s adventure and mystery…
    Not hard to think you will be seeing things and places that no other human has been before. Camping in a forest is always exciting too. They say you can’t distinguish a Real noise or sound for about 2 weeks – and every snapping twig or rustle can keep you awake for hours. Is that a sasquatch? a bear!? Much of the US and Canada are still covered by vast forest and wilderness … while we huddle in the supposed safety and security of our cities.
    To the forest Robin!

    • Rick June 15, 2014 at 18:53 #

      I would much rather be in a forest than at a beach. It’s more of an adventure.

  3. Marilyn Armstrong June 15, 2014 at 23:03 #

    I know what’s in our woods and sometimes, worlds collide. The bobcat drops by our deck and scares the bejeezus out of me. The fisher takes over the sunny part of the back yard and we have to wait until he’s good and ready to move on. A deer and her fawn come out of the shadows to graze in our garden, hopefully leaving a few flowers for us to enjoy. And a zillion mosquitoes are breeding in the swampy area behind the oaks.

    • Rick June 16, 2014 at 00:51 #

      That’s a lot of activity.

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