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| Flaming Gorge, Wyoming |
My life as I see it has moved along without stopping to smell any roses or flowers along the way. I've blinked way too many times and the days and weeks have flown by.......
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| Manila, Utah |
I have a fondness for wide open spaces. It's in these places that you can hear your thoughts rumbling in your head. You can hear the birds singing, bees humming, frogs croaking..........you can hear the grasses swaying in the breeze. You can hear everything but chattering voices, machinery, cars........there is no noise pollution to mar your hearing of absolutely nothing but nature itself...........
It's in these spaces that I wonder who passed here before me? Pioneers crossing the plains heading west? How many heads of cattle, sheep, buffalo roamed these pastures? How many Indians rode in these valleys?..................I daydream a lot...........
I'm reminding myself that stopping more frequently, and not from time to time, to smell the roses along the way, is what I need and should do.......there is no better time like the present. I am living in the moment.................
As the sun sets over the mountain, the rays reach out to signal all is well.............goodnight, sleep well, dream big..................
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