the joys of summer…wildflowers, forests, and a view
Tag: Forests
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it is not for the faint of heart to travel some of the more rugged and remote roads of West Virginia…but so many are waiting for you and I…to travel down that corridor…into wild and wonderful mountain landscapes, with surprises and photo-op views around nearly every bend…
and the journey becomes as adventurous as where you plan to go for the night….or day…
like Helvetia, this wonderful Swiss-American settlement deep in the high mountains…or this rugged rural road that travels through high mountain forests, passing historic sites, and giving such wonderful scenic views...
…and this…at Bear Rocks in Dolly Sods...
where you can climb up to what seems like the top and see this from your car window…or go explore the wilderness…
…dreaming of spring…slan go foill…
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i have a headache the size of a mountain this evening…and it does not come from scaling heights to glimpse a fantastic view, like this one above Lost River, deep in Nowhere, West Virginia. No, it is a problematic headache, the kind that Jacob had before he wrestled with the angel, or the kind that Moses had as he looked up at the peak they called “the mountain of God.” I admit, sometimes in this walk of faith, I feel like a Sontaran in a candy shop- not quite knowing how to respond tactically to something that currently makes no logical sense. Still, I cling to what has always worked- to wait expectantly for the Lord…as He is the God of my salvation. (Micah 7:7)
This picture- from the past- reminds me of the time I climbed this mountain- not alone then. It reminds me that people, in their selfishness, can choose the wrong road, the wrong mountain height, only to find themselves so waylaid and so far from home. I do not want to go there…so I will continue to trust in the Lord, even when my thoughts are so much smaller than those of the Lord.
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When cold grey covers my pointed hood
when Wind’s icy fingers grow
I think back to the sweetest Spring
back to where my heart would go
down among the fragrant pine
in hollows steep with trees
I go there still within my heart
on wintry days like these..
something poetic 