On the last weekend of Mr. Pete Townshend's Blog, the weather near my home was like this. It was quite a weekend. I will miss the Blog.
Rachel is home now, our Rachel, after a weekend in other nearby snowy mountains. I pray for all to be well today, as in some places, some families...there is much to pray for.
--Dan
5 comments:
Hi Dan,
This is a tremendous scenery. How high are those highest mountaintops? Hope Rachel enjoyed her weekend there.
Hi Dan, what a wonderful photo, I love it..
Hi Dan,
That is a pretty picture. I'm glad your Rachel is back home safe and sound. That is always a good feeling.
I miss TBWHM. I mostly just read but I loved it. Hope to see you around blogland.
Zoe
Hello Dan,
You aspire to write! When I read your draft over to mine, I immediately thought of Samuel Taylor Colleridge, his Rime of the Ancient Mariner. In particular, I remembered this stanza:
And through the drifts the snowy clifts
Did send a dismal sheen:
Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken--
The ice was all between.
It's a long one, but I think you will enjoy it. Your proximity (sp) alone, with the ocean and the snowy mountains, has me believing.
-g+bb
PS: I'm glad your Rachel is home to tell of her trek. She sounds adventurous.
Hi Dan,
I'm very pleased to see that you liked my mother's paintings...she did them, thank you very much..:):)
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