Sometimes you don't even have to say much. Sometimes all you have to do is stand and see. This morning I just happened to pass by the front window, and this is what I saw. This is what unfolded in the space of fifteen minutes, before clouds rolled in. Just so majestic and beautiful, can't imagine anything else that can take your breath away....................
"Once more a perfect morn! With feet that trod Earth's green, and sunkissed hair that swept heaven't blue affable, smiling, aweless. I met God, delighted with His work as when it was new." (Epigram on Morn by Sir WIlliam Watson)
"The mountains they are silent folk, they stand afar, alone. And the clouds that kiss their brows at night hear neither sigh or groan. Each bears him in his ordered place as soldiers do, and bold and high they fold their forests round their feet, and bolster up the sky." (Hamlin Garland...."The Mountains are a Lonely Folk.")
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