Monday, May 4, 2009

spiritual renewal

I always stop here for a moment of silent meditation. Well I am silent but the woods are filled with a symphony of music from the crickets, tree frogs, the bass of an old bull frog and some things I am not sure I want identified. It is a place for spiritual renewal but so far it hasn't helped the corn. It's gonna take a nightwatchmen and I haven't found one yet. Could someone lend me a mountain lion?


Kathleen Cowley said...

Wow, what a spot to help lick the wounds!


I see Blue Corn there somewhere.