All it takes is the oomph to chuck the bike on the back of the car, plus half an hour of strategic driving.
Overcast and a bit blustery so pretty empty of humans. Birds on the other hand…Northern Harrier, a couple of Hawks, maybe Red Tailed, so hard to tell by my inexpert eyes. Eagles, at least six of them. These two watching me impassively from the power lines near the farms.
It’s close to the big old city yet feels miles away.
“…the wooden figure sings- and the stone maiden dances”
From our scriptures. Thank you, you know who you are. And thank you Rev. Valeria for being celebrant and for this lovely photo.
Named for the effect of the sun on two peaks here in the park. I’ve walked several of the trails here many times over the years.
Somehow, boots to ground clears the head and lightens the heart.