A Fall Prism

Dear Reader:

It is at this time of the year that I have to be extra careful when rounding the last curve into my neighborhood. I must have my window visors down and my sun glasses on. If not and if I am in late afternoon traffic when the sun’s rays sneak in right under the visors…I literally can’t see a foot in front of me until I stop to turn in.

It is a split-second scary feeling driving without any sense of visual direction right in front of you. I have never had a wreck but I have endured thoughts of plowing right into a car or truck around the bend. As much as I love late fall….the sun’s rays can be really challenging while driving.

While out with Vickie touring the neighborhoods yesterday….I saw this beautiful red Japanese Maple. It looked like a scene out of Moses and the burning bush. The sun’s rays were forming a halo effect around the tree. Breath-taking. So I grabbed my IPhone and clicked the photo.

When I went to enlarge and examine the photo more closely…two prisms of light were instantly seen on either side and then upon even closer inspection…another prism of light was falling in the middle….all the colors of a rainbow dispersed through the passage of the prism. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue and Violet. Look again closely!

While taking the  picture all I saw was the hovering angel-like halo of white above the tree and then suddenly there was another reality that could only be captured through a photo. Wow! So many mysteries await us in nature and technology.

It makes me happy when I can see how Mother Nature and Technology can work together to make life even more beautiful. For once something I did made such an enhancement to the stationary beauty of fall tree. It felt like…magic...was in the air!

I went to see my primary doctor yesterday (she worked me in as soon as I called) to see if she could expedite and speed up the recovery from this cough and congestion “stuff” I have had for over two weeks. My wonderful doctor immediately put me on an antibiotic 10 day plan and special prescription cough medicine along with my Flo-nase. I feel like a warrior armed for battle.

This “crud” for lack of a better word (my doctor calls it bronchitis) makes its appearance every year just about the same time…even the Ya’s are remembering I am always hacking through Jackson’s birthday each year.

Having just started yesterday on these medications…I am already feeling better with some antibiotics in me to help jump start my immune system. My white knight, Dr. Montoya, to the rescue again! Now bring on Thanksgiving!

My Bradford Pear is just now starting to turn those beautiful brilliant reds…hope the leaves will stay on the tree long enough to enjoy the complete show.


I told Vickie I had to keep lighting the photo lenses so everyone could find ‘Miss Maggie’ in her arms. Maggie and I both needed to walk and since we have joined Miss “Outdoor Neighbor Athlete of the Year” (Vickie) both Maggie and I are actually picking up the pace and practically prancing around on our daily walks. Let’s hear it for us gals who have ‘ripened’ but never “rotted.”

So until tomorrow: (My favorite Thanksgiving quote)

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh


About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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7 Responses to A Fall Prism

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    I absolutely loved the picture of the tree with its brilliant colors and the rainbow colors and the white halo …God is so good…when I think of Glory I envision God letting each person being responsible for the sky on a certain day….

    On Nov 21, 2017 6:04 AM, “Chapel of Hope Stories” wrote:

    > Becky Dingle posted: ” Dear Reader: It is at this time of the year that I > have to be extra careful when rounding the last curve into my neighborhood. > I must have my window visors down and my sun glasses on. If not and if I am > in late afternoon traffic when the sun’s rays” >


  2. bcparkison says:

    Your photo did capture the rays just about perfect.
    My Bradford has been crazy. One morning the ground was ankle deep in beautiful red and gold leaves but the tree was full of green leaves.this has been a crazy year for plants ,but then God’s word does tell us the seasons will be mixed up.
    Enjoy your walks before it gets too cold.


  3. Jo Dufford says:

    That Japanese Maple is absolutely beautiful. I just love this fall season with all the many colors. In addition to your many talents of writing, teaching, storytelling etc., you also have an eye for seeing the beauty all around you. Not only that , now you are gifted with the ability to catch the aura of the subject on camera. Keep trying to keep pace with the neighbor and keep sharing God’s awesome creations. Have a blessed Thanksgiving.


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