Autumn is probably my favorite season. The cooler weather, changing colors of leaves, anticipation of snow, warm evenings next to a fire…..but there are times that I yearn for the hopefulness that Spring brings.
Sometimes I just look upon the sky with wonder.
I recently took a trip to the Great Smoky Mountains. This area that straddles Tennessee and North Carolina is a special place.
The day was cloudy, but did not dampen the festive mood.
Just wanted to share the view I was rewarded with this morning.
A four mile loop trail that follows the lake is near my house. I occasionally try to complete it before work. Struggled to give up the bed this morning, but basking in the first light of the day made it worth the effort.
Water has always provided me solace. Evoking comfort from creeks, rivers, lakes and oceans permits my mind to clear – enables me to relax, reflect and meditate.
Paddle blades cutting water, an osprey soaring to a gnarled branch, waves lapping the kayak deck….for a while, I am at peace.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.–Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
Check out my new Vivaldi Theme – Relaxing Summer Evening
On July 24, 2020, I visited the Lodge at Amicalola Falls State Park in Georgia, USA. The evening was spent on this patio and the temperature was cool enough to enjoy the fire.