Isn't it beautiful when nature is wrapped in the sparkling jewels of a morning frost ... makes a great change from just plain brown, until you have to scrape it off the windshield!Thank Nancy for getting up early to capture the fog and frost.
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From one of my favorite motorcycle movies, "One Week".
"When you get those rare moments of clarity, those flashes when the universe makes sense, you try desperately to hold onto them. They are the lifeboats for the darker times, when the vastness of it all, the incomprehensible nature of life is completely elusive. So the question becomes or should have been all along, what would you do if you knew you only had one day, or one week, or one month to live. What lifeboat would you grab onto? What secret would you tell? What band would you see? What person would you declare your love to? What wish would you fulfill? What exotic locale would you fly to for coffee? What book would you write?" ------- Ben Tyler
Took a look down a westbound road, Right away I made my choice Headed out to my big two-wheeler, I was tired of my own voice Took a bead on the northern plains And just rolled that power on
Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City Stopped in a bar to have a brew Met a girl and we had a few drinks And I told her what I'd decided to do
She looked out the window a long long moment Then she looked into my eyes She didn't have to say a thing, I knew what she was thinkin'
Roll, roll me away, Won't you roll me away tonight I too am lost, I feel double-crossed And I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right
We never even said a word, We just walked out and got on that bike And we rolled And we rolled clean out of sight
We rolled across the high plains Deep into the mountains Felt so good to me Finally feelin' free
Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone
Stood alone on a mountain top, Starin' out at the great divide I could go east, I could go west, It was all up to me to decide
Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' And my soul began to rise And pretty soon My heart was singin'
Roll, roll me away, I'm gonna roll me away tonight Gotta keep rollin, gotta keep ridin', Keep searchin' till I find what's right
And as the sunset faded I spoke to the faintest first starlight And I said next time, Next time we'll get it right.
Bob Seger.
“Judge nothing, you will be happy. Forgive everything, you will be happier. Love everything, you will be happiest.” ~Sri Chinmoy
Erik:
ReplyDeletewe are lucky, we only have rain. No frost here since last week.
I like looking at those ice crystals . . .
bob
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I like the eerie looking for pics, but the close up shorts are really neat to.
ReplyDeleteGreat job on the pics Nancy and thanks for posting Erik.
I like it when frost adheres to the branches. It usually doesn't last for long. Nice pictures!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it beautiful when nature is wrapped in the sparkling jewels of a morning frost ... makes a great change from just plain brown, until you have to scrape it off the windshield!Thank Nancy for getting up early to capture the fog and frost.
ReplyDeleteI always love fog photos. You are more chilly than we are. But that's about to change.
ReplyDeleteAs much as I dislike the cold, I like the frosty pics. There is beauty in everything.
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