Tranquility

There are spots upon the land

Where magic always grows

Beauty born by Nature's hand

Hidden deep to touch the soul

I'm blessed I'm proud to say

It's never the same place twice

A spot finds me every day

I smile, sigh and soak in the sights

And if I'm very lucky

Which I often am

I sooth my feet in water rocky

And simply know "I am."

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Pleasure...

Most men pursue pleasure with such breathless haste

that they hurry past it.

Soren Keierkegaard

Today, I wish you pleasure in your surroundings.

Beauty In Destruction

In and out, that has been my day. Three huge piles in the pastures of downed limbs were burned by hubby and Andrew. One small pile burned in the yard while cleaning house, doing laundry, cooking lunch and dinner.

These beautiful peacock colors appeared in a half burned stick.

Even the fire was beautiful.