All
the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.
Mountains, beach....so many times my dilemma....regardless of which location I'm in, each provides its own treasures and serenity. For now, it's the mountains.
Driving slowly and deliberately up and down narrow winding mountain roads - thinking, contemplating...just the flow of the road brings a calmness in my body.
Stopping, lingering at a beautiful little mountain church....who comes inside throughout the week to sing, pray, commune with others; who are the people spilling their tears, sharing their heartaches and joys here - who are the people joining their lives here, who are the ones being laid to their final rest here?
A waterfall cascading down the side of a mountain...water tumbling in disarray, disorder, but still majestic and the sound....well, pure tranquility.
way up and the relief of easy breathing on the way down...the beauty of nature regardless of the direction I'm headed...back at the cabin, collapse into the hammock to drink in the cool air, too tired to remove the shoes...sleep was sweet in that hammock. Thanks Lauren for the photo~
A community store or a quaint diner ... reminds me there are great people everywhere!
The excitement of reconnecting with dear friends from years past!
Blessings of wonderful, delicious, healthy food along the way
So much beauty in such simplicity
Friends I met along with way-so kind to let me photograph
I never meet a stranger-before I can even get out of my car...he knows I love him already!
I am so thankful for my eyes-to be able to see the beauty of creation