I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.”
Dew on grass and morning sunlight
a spot of color
blue beauties
artwork on a bed of moss and twigs
Diamonds on spiderwebs
natures jewels
water on ivy
the road that leads nowhere and yet everywhere slowly brings in the fall
the fragile whites merrily spray the wayside
the sun kisses the majestic redwood tree
c'est la vie......
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