Today’s wilderness wander began in lush deciduous forest by river’s roaring rapids . . . wound ever upward through silent, spruce scented boreal forest . . . finished 4,000 ft. above on alpine ridgeline, tinged with fall’s first reds.
Throughout life I’ve been blessed to travel and behold the wonders of 9 different countries on 3 different continents . . . yet . . awe-inspiring treks through Creation’s wilderness remains my favorite wonder genre.
“How great are the wonders God shows us! How powerful are the miracles He performs! Daniel 4:3
I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 + ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Fireweed is named for its ability to rapidly colonize areas burned by fire. The poppy is a symbol of remembrance, and hope for a peaceful future.
Wandering the woods today my thoughts drifted into a muddled ambivalence. Past fires have regretfully scorched areas of my life … yet . . . I’m forever grateful having been mercifully spared, anticipating a forever peaceful future.
Flowers produce smiles, and smiles lift spirits. Native fireweed and poppy blooms lifted mine today.
“... I am going to prepare s place for you …” – John 14:2 + ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
“A stormy day on the mountain beats a sunny day at the beach” . . . a touch of dementia? . . . perhaps, but hold those Florida Retirement Community flyers 😊. . . enjoyed dodging raindrops hiking up Castle Mountain today.
Otra dia, otra adventura is a Spanish adage that translates . . . another day, another adventure . . . every day exploring Creation is.
Got in one last Great Smoky Mountains wander today before jumping on the jet to the Last Frontier tomorrow. As always a new adventure awaited, two colorful blooms not yet seen this Spring . . . a kind of farewell mini-bouquet from Mother Nature.
“But I tell you that not even King Solomon with all his wealth had clothes as beautiful as one of these flowers“.
Lord willing, my next hike will be roaming the Greatland’s vast forests and magnificent, snow-capped mountain cathedrals . . . stay tuned.
Woodland wanderings always envelop my soul with an inexplicable, comforting . . . I’m Home . . . peace. Perhaps it’s because this world is not my final home, and His creation reveals glimpses of my final forever Home.
In nearly 8 decades life’s journey has found me calling 8 states home . . . PA > NY > NC > CT > VT > MN > CO > AK > TN > ??? . . . stay tuned 😊. Admittedly, I’m a nomadic gypsy of sorts. However, in each ‘home’ I’ve been truly blessed to experience and enjoy the unique beauty and diversity of each area’s environment and its people.
Such were my thoughts along the trail yesterday, reminiscing about the beauty and joy of diversity of this world and humanity silently whispered by the glorious, distinctive blooms of Pennsylvania’s mountain laurels, Minnesota’s lady slippers, and Tennessee’s irises.
Headed for Home and richly blessed . . . May U B 2.