I went walking through a local lake over the weekend, and took some photographs of a mini cascade and its splashing water flowing into the lake (not large enough to be called a water falls). The sounds of the water rushing into the lake was music to my soul. Serenity and smiles illuminated within my heart.
A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable. William Wordsworth
Good luck and Good work for the happy mountain raindrops,
each one of them a high waterfall in itself, descending from the cliffs
and hollows of the clouds to the cliffs and hollows of the rocks,
out of the sky-thunder into the thunder of the falling rivers.
Leisure is a form of silence, not noiselessness. It is the silence of contemplation such as occurs when we let our minds rest on a rosebud, a child at play, a Divine mystery, or a waterfall. Fulton J. Sheen
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I am a fan of Maggie Anton’s books, and will be buying her latest release, Rav Hisda’s Daughter.
August 7, 2012 – 19 Av, 5772
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