The landscape that speaks to my soul…

Beach or mountain views, why are they what I have to choose? To be honest destinations are reached through traveling through the woods, the forests, the valleys and over the hills, through the marshes and meadows and over the rivers, creeks, and past lakes.

I have lived near the mountains and by the sea, but really my preference is among the trees. In the country, where nature speaks freely, where quietness reigns. It is there, in nature where my heart beats true, and my soul smiles…

I love the beauty of the live oaks whose limbs are draped with Spanish moss swaying in the seabreeze. I love the noise of the ocean, its roar in the darkness as my feet feel the sand beneath them…

I love the dense woods of the mountains, sun filtering through the trees, the shadows bouncing about.  The air smelling of pine and flowers. I love the sound of leaves crunching under my feet as I explore the vastness of its beauty…

I love the beauty of creation, the nature that resides just outside wherever we are…