A walk in the woods is beautiful and quiet. The smell of the evergreens wraps around you like an invisible mist. The trees call your gaze upwards to the heavens.
Look down as well for the forest floor is alive with critters and tiny plants. This is their home.
This morning dawned clear and crisp: a deep blue sky that just yesterday was so gray greeted us who were lucky enough to be awake.
A day like this is a fine present.
You have to admire optimism: It 's both primal and productive.
As the Little Engine said, "I think I can."
I have come to grips with the fact that December brings a close to my lovely Riding Season. Tomorrow I'll ride the Montauk to the shop and say goodbye till Spring.
Snow is on the way, and it will make us happy to go out and play in it. Our cheeks will turn red from the chill. Our hands will dive into warm gloves and mittens.
Fleece lined boots will protect our feet as we walk in the Winter Wonderland humming joyous songs like Sammy Cahn's "Let it Snow."
Be like a child, and the coming Season of Winter will be a season to behold.
Water is such a precious resource. When it falls gently over sculpted rocks it cascades with an effect unsurpassed for beauty and mystique.
This artist calls these Australian falls "Fairy Falls." Aptly named, and perfectly captured.
The Outback might well need a cruise. I'll dream about it all December long.
The Colors of December are bright and gaudy: passionate and warm. So beautiful in every country.
Everytime I think of Switzerland I recall lovely fields, valleys, lakes and mountains. Oh to tour there again.......
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