Waves swirl ceaselessly at Lucy Vincent Beach. Tim Johnson

Sunday, January 5, 2020

Henry David Thoreau, who went walking in woods and fields more than a century ago found the experience decidedly therapeutic. "I come to myself," he wrote, "I once more feel myself grandly related, and that cold and solitude are friends of mine. I suppose that this value, in my case, is equivalent to what others get by churchgoing and prayer. I come home to my solitary woodland walk as the homesick go home. I thus dispose of the superfluous and see things as they are, grand and beautiful."

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Christine Powers, Southern Adirondack Mountains of New York
Such a lovely set of photos that nourish the eyes and soul. Thank you! Missing the ocean ... love it in any season.
January 6, 2020 - 7:57am


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