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Tag: Creation

  • Snow-er-cise

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    Fred D
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    Other than the Smoky Mountain’s peaks, unlike the Last Frontier, snow is not a frequent meteorological phenomenon in TN. Yesterday winter showed up and we were blanketed in 4 inches of snowflakes . . . Beautiful! Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “Do not go where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no…

  • A.I. Road Trip

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    Fred D
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    The Cherahola Parkway is a scenic, mile-high, two-lane highway winding over the Smokies between Tellico Plains, TN and Robbinsville, NC. Earlier this week Ellie decided to take a road trip along it before the forests shed their spectacular, multi-hued fall display of color. Somehow, I had managed to cajole my permanent girlfriend to explore a…

  • Happy Place

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    Fred D
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    Each of us has our special ‘Happy Place’ where our soul is most at peace. For some it’s walking along a beach, feeling the warm sand beneath your feet, listening to the surf’s rhythmic beat. For others, it’s being immersed in a city’s bright lights, activities and cacophony of sounds . . . never quiet…

  • Masked Messenger

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    Fred D
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    “Parting is such sweet sorrow” . . . Juliet’s poignant words to Romeo from the balcony echo mine from the Greatland’s snow-capped cathedrals as we pack-up to board high speed aluminum tubing on Monday, soaring through the skies for the Great Smoky Mountains. Lord willing, however, as Arnold often touted . . .  “I’ll be…

  • Peace on High

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    Fred D
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    ‘Invigorating’, below freezing wake-up temps have dramatically increased our wood stove’s log appetite; added windshield ice scraping to the car’s start-up routine; and nixed shorts and T-shirts as hiking attire . . . welcome to the Last Frontier 😊 From my admittedly, rural biased perspective, Anchorage, like all urban areas, is peacefully appealing . .…

  • “Hanging Out’ on High

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    Fred D
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    A couple decades ago, during my younger, more foolish days . . . now enjoying my older, still as foolish days😊 . . . I went hang-gliding at Alyeska Ski resort in Girdwood, Alaska . .  a  premier, adrenaline infused experience deserving a repeat performance. Covetously watching hang-gliders soaring among the clouds above Hatcher Pass…

  • Life’s Finale Choice

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    Fred D
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    In a chillingly pristine, flowing Matanuska River tributary, I watched in wonder today as spawning sockeye salmon displayed both this life’s genesis and finale . . . so like us. Conceived to life in an unfathomable act of co-creation with our Creator, we launched into life’s ocean. In a span of time known only to…

  • Last Frontier Dinner Date

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    Fred D
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    Sunday morning we awoke to an invigorating 30 degrees and the mountains coated with a fresh layer of termination dust. By afternoon temps had risen to a balmy 50 degrees and my permanent girlfriend and I headed up the road to Long Rifle. A rustic,  pure Alaskan restaurant, it’s perched on the mountainside overlooking the…

  • Oceanfront Splendor

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    Fred D
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    Like oceanfront property? Me too, and Alaska has 33,904 miles of it. Yesterday my son Grant and I were treated to a bird’s eye view of fall’s splendor adorning Turnagain Arm’s shoreline hiking the mountainsides south of Anchorage . . . God’s fingerprints imprinted the vistas we savored together. “He gathers the waters of the…

  • Glimpsing Eternity

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    Fred D
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    I’m often asked why Alaska is where my soul finds its Shalom. Watching in silent awe as my Abba sets the heavens ablaze at dawn is but one reason that overwhelms my senses in grateful wonder  . . . I glimpse Eternity “If I rise on the wings of dawn, if I settle on the…