Blinded by the beauty/Can Mountains be to Beautiful..???
Can some places be to beautifull....? This time of year is too perfect, The mountains are like the finest crystal, pure white, and radiant in the noonday sun. The birthing of a new cycle in minuet hint of greenish'redish willow buds.
I have got to stop sniffing the fresh ground coffee prior to my daily walks.
The Beavers are still in prison, and the top of their world is still frozen solid. I walked around the lake to check each beaver house.......That really has to be a hard life. I wonder if they dream of the awesome beauty of the mountains.......?
Is it a SIN to live in a place with such beauty....??? And is it fair that some only ever get to see a photo of such a place, in a book called photo's of the Great Land.
And is it any different to be imprisoned by concrete, or to be imprisoned by ice......For neither can see the grandeur of the mountains.
It is a fine day to be alive................