The new falling snow creates a silent world for me as I wander the trails on the mountain, the sounds in the valley, muted and seemingly far away. I hear the soft crunch as I walk slowly along. My goal is to bring this world with me when I return.
Posted by Michael Hathaway, 12/09/2016 03:00 AM
There is magic in this season as we progress towards the shortest day of the year. Season lights brighten the nights and fresh snow brings a feeling of newness, but to me the real magic is the spark of love that burns inside of each of us.
Posted by Michael Hathaway, 12/07/2016 03:00 AM
The puddles of water were a welcome sight to my eyes. It meant, a least for the time being, the drought was over and the rains arrived just in time before the ground froze for the winter. Life has many kinds of droughts that are replenished.
Posted by Michael Hathaway, 12/03/2016 04:44 PM