Blog 83 Time to Stop: Time to Climb the Hill Again (Gary)
I have seen cloud formations that come out of the beauty of a severe storm blowing in, rabbits that come out of hiding to take advantage of a warm morning search for food, coyotes that move when few humans are willing. I love those days when Mark and I have The Hill to ourselves. When the mountain bikers decide to stay home. Then animals roam. I see deer and fox running together. What a treat. My spirit loves it. I feel a connection with their wild spirit. I am one with them.
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