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It’s what I do
I'd rather be in the mountains
thinking about God
Then in church
Thinking about mountains
John Muir
Sent from my iPad
thinking about God
Then in church
Thinking about mountains
John Muir
Sent from my iPad
Sunday, January 13, 2019
The sign is small
on the left
On a hill
If you go past
On paved road
Down hill
There will be paved parking
Bathroom
But then you have to walk up a very steep
Bad
Slimy
Trail to connect
Horse parking is usually very good.
4-5 miles
On a hill
If you go past
On paved road
Down hill
There will be paved parking
Bathroom
But then you have to walk up a very steep
Bad
Slimy
Trail to connect
Horse parking is usually very good.
4-5 miles
Saturday, January 12, 2019
Thursday, January 10, 2019
Melody of the Storm
At first
I only heard
A melodious symphony
Tubes Of metal
Fluttering around
Touching here and there
Creating the mesmeric sound
But then
The winds blew
The leaves swirled
To the ground
Branches screeching
Wavering
Trembling
Melodramatic
Tubes of Metal
Swirled violently
Clashing
Clanging
Banging
In less than harmonic fashion
The leaves scrambled
They scurried
They flew
Clapping Thunder
Rain in torrents
Rivulets unfurled
Steady then quieter
The clouds, the wind, the thunder
Leaving in their wake
A glistening world
I only heard
A melodious symphony
Tubes Of metal
Fluttering around
Touching here and there
Creating the mesmeric sound
But then
The winds blew
The leaves swirled
To the ground
Branches screeching
Wavering
Trembling
Melodramatic
Tubes of Metal
Swirled violently
Clashing
Clanging
Banging
In less than harmonic fashion
The leaves scrambled
They scurried
They flew
Clapping Thunder
Rain in torrents
Rivulets unfurled
Steady then quieter
The clouds, the wind, the thunder
Leaving in their wake
A glistening world
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Storms
A few minutes ago every tree was excited,
bowing to the roaring storm,
waving,
swirling,
tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship.
But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent,
their songs never cease.
John Muir
bowing to the roaring storm,
waving,
swirling,
tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship.
But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent,
their songs never cease.
John Muir
Monday, January 7, 2019
Sunday, January 6, 2019
The words did not fly with the posted pictures...
I do not understand!
2 2 in a day
Makes up for none
On another
2 2 in a day
Makes up for none
On another
Friday, January 4, 2019
Life
"A glimpse at the face of your death can bring immense freedom to your life. It can make you aware of the urgency of the time you have been here. The waste of time is one of the greatest areas of loss in life. So many people are, as Patrick Kavanagh put it, 'preparing for life rather than living it.' You only get one chance. You have one journey through life; you cannot repeat even one moment or retrace one footstep. It seems that we are meant to inhabit and live everything that comes toward us."
John O'Donohue
John O'Donohue
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
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