LOVE how the shadows fall across the jagged, cold stones,no thought of a more comfortable place to lie...shadows are cool like that. Good luck on your insane bike trip-You are brave!!! Insanely brave!
linda sue . . . i'm glad you liked this. i sure hope you got my thankyou note for supporting my insane bike ride. i loked over the map last night to see the route. oh brother! i'm nervous as it is but looking at it like that - well it'll be a good test of what my 53 year old body can do, accept, and then recover from!!! steven
I grew up in the land of pine trees...as a kid, I thought there were only two kinds: pines and my Grandma's Dogwood. :)
Pines and I have a small disagreement in the spring when the pollen makes me sneeze, but then I go back to enjoying their straw for my flower beds and the cones make a great bird feeder for children to put together.
hope i've always loved the sound of wind through a pine forest. the smell and the feel of old needles. the space between the trees. tough about the pollen for you. steven
Is that your shadow in the middle of the last photo? I love it!
ReplyDeleteLOVE how the shadows fall across the jagged, cold stones,no thought of a more comfortable place to lie...shadows are cool like that.
ReplyDeleteGood luck on your insane bike trip-You are brave!!! Insanely brave!
dan it is! you have a keen eye my friend . . . . steven
ReplyDeletelinda sue . . . i'm glad you liked this. i sure hope you got my thankyou note for supporting my insane bike ride. i loked over the map last night to see the route. oh brother! i'm nervous as it is but looking at it like that - well it'll be a good test of what my 53 year old body can do, accept, and then recover from!!! steven
ReplyDeletesigh............ so beautiful - words, pictures, thoughts generated. thanks, steven
ReplyDeleteThe shadows are warming so your northern spring is well underway.
ReplyDeleteLove your words, your images, the way your heart beats. Thank you, Steven.
I grew up in the land of pine trees...as a kid, I thought there were only two kinds: pines and my Grandma's Dogwood. :)
ReplyDeletePines and I have a small disagreement in the spring when the pollen makes me sneeze, but then I go back to enjoying their straw for my flower beds and the cones make a great bird feeder for children to put together.
Warm, indeed - makes me think of cinnamon and spice and everything nice!
ReplyDeletepauline i'm glad that the peacefulness of that space made its way to you. steven
ReplyDeletereya - yeah warm shadows. i think that's what you throw when you get older and more at peace with yourself. steven
ReplyDeletehope i've always loved the sound of wind through a pine forest. the smell and the feel of old needles. the space between the trees. tough about the pollen for you. steven
ReplyDeletegolden west - everything nice!!! steven
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