Into the woods we went - but first a drive on the "Rim" highway in the jeep to get there. I knew that Strawberry Peak would offer me something scenic, as the sun was setting. To get to the top you have to go through the woods and then the view opens up.
It was so cold but I had to get out and walk around to get some good views. I was surprised when from way up high I look down and see the house that I am always taking photos of when we are on Rim highway. I zoomed in close with the camera and got a few pics of it.
I forgot until I saw the photo of the jeep that Mike put these stickers on the back of the tire during Halloween - I'm glad I saw it so I can remember to ask him to remove them, lol.
Saw this house going down before we got on the rim.
Going back home on the "Rim"
Another Mary Oliver offering... One I really related to.
I go into the woods with Mike and enjoy it - but there are times I go alone and "feel" all that it offers.
“How I go to the woods
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.”
It was so cold but I had to get out and walk around to get some good views. I was surprised when from way up high I look down and see the house that I am always taking photos of when we are on Rim highway. I zoomed in close with the camera and got a few pics of it.
I forgot until I saw the photo of the jeep that Mike put these stickers on the back of the tire during Halloween - I'm glad I saw it so I can remember to ask him to remove them, lol.
Saw this house going down before we got on the rim.
Going back home on the "Rim"
Another Mary Oliver offering... One I really related to.
I go into the woods with Mike and enjoy it - but there are times I go alone and "feel" all that it offers.
“How I go to the woods
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.”
4 comments:
Lovely sentiment posted under the pictures and wowowowowow for the pics! They are all so beautiful and the angle on your favorite house is great! But the last photo...I don't know what it is, but it is very special and I love it.
Sunset photos, wow.
I love how you love to picture that little house. :-)
Lovely poem.... Perhaps you have posted it before, because it is familiar...
Happy almost Christmas,
Tessa~
Photos are stunning the house from afar looks like a doll house all photos are smashing, love the quote as well, bravo Sandy
Beautiful photos! We need to get up your way again...sigh...
~~Cheryl Ann~~
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