It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Morning Hike to the Ridge


Our true home is in the present moment. To live in the present moment is a miracle. The miracle is not to walk on water.
The miracle is to walk on the green Earth in the present moment… - Thich Nhat Hanh

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2 comments:

Tatersmama said...

Ahhh, what a beautiful area to walk through! I can almost smell the trees and the greenery, imagine the rustle in the undergrowth, and hear the birds making a joyful noise... And it makes my heart ache!

Madeline's Album said...

Great pictures. I would love to walk with you in this special place.