The wee morning hours are singular moments of life awakening—each in its own way and on its own terms. Subtleties that, within hours, will meld into a community of motion that turns into day.
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I sit before this vast wilderness soaking in the untamed beauty that surrounds me. Rising majestically from the ground before me is Open Door—Matriarch of the Valley. Her green rolling hills give way to granite cliffs that give way to a vertical incline speckled with trees that gives way to a shale face that touches […]
I sit in a forest of green listening to the morning songs of birds’ unseen and the distant drumming of a determined woodpecker. These simple pleasures are a gift from Mother Nature.
I have a special place I go to most mornings nestled within the trees. It is a perfect environment in which I am the outsider. With each visit, I quietly observe the pace of the world around me. Although it seems still, life is all around me.