Abba's Art

Tag: Landscapes

  • Cloud Dementia

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    Climbing towards Arch Angel Valley in the Talkeetna Mountains Range, ethereal mountain mists soon enveloped Grant and I . . . it was as though we had surreally time-traveled through a wormhole in the clouds to a silent majestic world of peaceful serenity . . . I wanted to camp out . . . forever!…

  • Creation on Steroids

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    5,000 words in 5 pics . . . and some people ask why I love Alaska “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork” – Psalms19:1 His Goodness runs after me . . . I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

  • Alaska Majesty

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    “Oh it’s good to be back home again” – John Denver “Let the rivers clap their hands, let the mountains sing together with joy.”Psalms98:8

  • Sanctuary

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    As a child each summer was spent with my mother, siblings and grandparents at their cabin in Promised Land, PA . . . and indeed it was . . . my childhood sanctuary.  From sunup to sundown I delighted roaming its forests and streams . . . and a virtual little John Muir was born…

  • Feral Family Gathering

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    One of the joys of living in the ‘wilds’ up on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – by the ‘crick’ in the Great Smokies is enjoying the impromptu, ‘Stop By Anytime’ visits from the interesting menagerie of our friendly feral neighbors. “All creatures great and small, the Lord God made them all.“ We…

  • Volcanoes and Bucket Lists

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    We’re in the midst of a several day Smoky Mountains liquid deluge. While grateful for the needed rainfall, it dampens my desire to go outside on wander woods wanders or splash around in the creek re-arranging boulders to create reflecting pools. It’s not cold enough to turn the landscape white and snap on a pair…

  • Frozen Wonder

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    It’s been a tad ‘chilly’ here in the Smokies lately. Folks here aren’t accustomed to lotsa’ snowflakes and ‘black ice’, or even regular ice other than ice cubes when the thermometer bounces around zero . . . it’s definitely not Alaska Virginia 😊 The magnificent winter wonderland surrounding our home up here in the mountains…

  • Happy Place

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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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    “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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    ‘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 . .…