Thursday, October 10, 2013

AND SO IT GOES

When lightning flashes, and the crashing voice of the Thunderbird rocks the earth. I love to go out on the dock of the small mountain lake and watch the storm approach over the mountains. There to remain, until driving rain and mighty wave breaking over the dock, force me to seek shelter. There is no music that can compare to the pattering of rain, on the roof of a tent. I have heard the symphony of the land. And felt the heart beat of mother nature. Setting in the doorway of my tent as the storm passes me by. The world seems at peace, as I feel the same.

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  1. Weather sure soothes the soul...nice to have you back.

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    1. Stephen, thank you. Things are getting back to normal. (YAY!)
      Thanks for stopping by.

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  2. Flier,

    This type of weather makes for good sleeping too.

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    1. Sandy, ZZZZZZ! I wish. LOL! I've given up on tent camping. It's to hard to get my old body up off the ground. Just need to buy a cot for the tent sleeping.

      Thanks for stopping by.

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  3. i am there...setting in the door of the tent with you, my friend. beautiful post. our best to you and kathi, always!

    your friend,
    kymber

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    1. kymber, thanks for stopping by, and thank you. Some times the posts just seem to "pop" into my head.

      And our best to you both.

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