Quote of the Day: There is nothing like walking to get the feel of a country. A fine landscape is like a piece of music; it must be taken at the right tempo. Even a bicycle goes too fast. ~Paul Scott Mowrer, The House of Europe
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 off like autumn leaves. ~John Muir
Favorite Photos Friday, and a recurring theme – Walks
As I walk, I keep my camera open, looking for the beauty in nature. I start to wonder, Who walked these paths years before me? Who settled here? What were their hopes and dreams? If the trees could talk, they’d tell me stories of other walkers.
The rustling leaves are whispers of those stories. I listen, but can’t quite here them. I look and see only subtle clues. What was once alive and vibrant is now at the end stages of dying and decay. That’s what the fall of the year feels like, sometimes.
All summer my photographer’s eye has been drawn to dead trees, standing tall, some polished bare, amidst the young saplings and new growth and strong, solid ones at their peak. I’ll probably share more of those photos on another Favorite Photos Friday. Until then, here’s one for your imagination. What do you see in these twisted limbs?
I see a knobby-kneed cowboy crossing his feet. “Howdy Pardner!”
Go. Create. Inspire!
And, walk yourself into a creative mood.
Journaling Prompt: Do you have a state park or historical site to go exploring?