Our drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway today brought us to the trailhead for a hike up Mount Pisgah. Of the 50 others we encountered on the trail, we were…
Before the rain, in the rain, after the rain. . .great fragility of beauty.
I respect the wisdom I find in much Buddhist teaching. But we don’t even need Buddhism to teach us that life is fleeting, transitory, impermanent.
Gorgeous evening here in the Blue Ridge Mountains following heavy rains. A kind of Green-land. With many happy birds.
Not exactly an adventure, but images from my last journey to the Wild Far North.
Nature is never locked down or isolated. Some images of our mountain springtime.
Beaverdam Creek in another short, slo-mo naturally meditative film. . .
Very short video clip of a spring storm rolling in over the Blue Ridge Mountains today.