{"id":11507,"date":"2019-06-21T16:53:18","date_gmt":"2019-06-21T16:53:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/?p=11507"},"modified":"2019-06-21T16:53:18","modified_gmt":"2019-06-21T16:53:18","slug":"forever-moments-centennial-marsh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/2019\/06\/21\/forever-moments-centennial-marsh\/","title":{"rendered":"Forever Moments:  Centennial Marsh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"p1\"><em><span class=\"s1\">BY LESLIE REGO<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_11508\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11508\" style=\"width: 219px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-11508\" src=\"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/IMG_5120-219x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"219\" height=\"300\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-11508\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Leslie Rego, \u201cCentennial Marsh,\u201d watercolor, pen and ink.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p class=\"p2\">The deepest of darks and the lightest of lights is what you encounter when you visit Centennial Marsh.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">It was a sunny day with a few spotted and hazy clouds in the sky. The area was alive with birds flying low over the reeds and sedges, flitting from one spot to the other.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">A yellow-headed blackbird perched for a moment on top of a cattail, and then he was off again, skimming the water. The yellow head glinted, catching both the rays of the sun and the sparkle of the water.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">Red-winged blackbirds, appearing all black when perched, spread their wings, showing off their red and yellow bars\u2014little stripes of color suspended over the green of the marsh.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">I spied a ruddy duck maneuvering through the greens and browns of the water plants, his chestnut-colored body fairly well camouflaged within the shadows, but then the \u201crobin\u2019s egg-blue\u201d beak would poke out, destroying his deep cover. The male duck sports this bright blue bill throughout the summer. In winter, the bill turns a dull gray.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">A black-necked stilt with impossibly long legs took off, the legs lifting up and behind the body, appearing like a long red tail.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">I sat down on the side of the dirt road and began to sketch.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">\u201cThere is mystery in those murky depths,\u201d I thought to myself, as I became engrossed in the enigmatic waters. While I painted, a yellow-headed blackbird stayed perched on a reed, the breeze shifting the tall grass back and forth. The bird swayed gently, his head tilted, curious about what I was doing. The ruddy duck paddled lazily, coming closer and closer. Cocked heads peered at me. The surroundings were filled with the gentle and sometimes harsh calls of the birds.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\">These are the forever moments that stay with me long after I finish a painting. The sights as well as the sounds and the breeze are instilled within the sketch. Sometimes I feel that when I open the pages of my sketchbook, the sounds, the wind, the sun, and all of my forever moments spill forth from the paint, leaving indelible marks wherever they may fall.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p4\"><i>Leslie Rego is an Idaho Press Club award-winning columnist, artist and Blaine County resident. To view more of Rego\u2019s art, visit leslierego.com.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>BY LESLIE REGO The deepest of darks and the lightest of lights is what you encounter when you visit Centennial Marsh. It was a sunny day with a few spotted and hazy clouds in the sky. 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