Wild afternoon on the Sixes River just before it meets the sea…..Ten times a day something happens to me like this – some strengthening throb of amazement – some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.
― Mary Oliver
I’d never seen any like this… still can’t put a name to the tree it belonged to.He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, “Good fences make
― Robert Frost
Seems the time is approaching to travel some… direction seems to be the only question… or whether there’s snow in the mountains yet?
There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t sit still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest; Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.
― Robert W. Service
It’s official….. friend Nina (Wheeling It) apparently got the term from fellow blogger Glen (To Simplify) – both full-time RV nomads. I think it ought to be official as the day when the kidlets return to school and leave some of our favorite spots to explore and enjoy just a wee bit less crowded and more peaceful. That may sound selfish, but it’s a visceral feeling I can’t help but enjoy. It’s almost like an adult version of the last day of school…. :D
Empty beaches beckon… almost overwhelming choices confront us. Life is good!Time to leave now, get out of this room, go somewhere, anywhere; sharpen this feeling of happiness and freedom, stretch your limbs, fill your eyes, be awake, wider awake, vividly awake in every sense and every pore.
― Stefan Zweig, The Post-Office Girl
I’m out of step with so many folks, but I’ve been waiting anxiously for this hot summer to come to an end….. a few drops of rain the other day and some color changes and I’m seeing hope that autumn might just be approaching….Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.
― John Muir, The Mountains of California
Hard to believe…. time flies… and all those other platitudes!!!
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No birds were intentionally harmed for this image…. (explanation) :o
the show in the sky last night… my timing is off. I missed the best part.
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always.
― Mahatma Gandhi