Posts tagged waterfall
Posts tagged waterfall
Winter peace #hockinghills hocking+hills
“There are glimpses of heaven to us in every act, or thought, or word, that raises us above ourselves.” - A P Stanley
The true gift is in this moment and in this day. Yesterday is but either a pleasant memory or painful regret; tomorrow is often a needless worry. All He asks is to be fully within the gift of today.
“Fairy tale does not deny the existence of sorrow and failure: the possibility of these is necessary to the joy of deliverance. It denies (in the face of much evidence, if you will) universal final defeat…giving a fleeting glimpse of Joy; Joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief.” ― J.R.R. Tolkien
May Morning at Ash Cave by Jim Crotty 2 on Flickr.
To be still in the grace of gratitude. Let yesterday’s challenges and disappointments pass over you like water over a rock and then rise, again and again. There are gifts in this day.
Blue Hen Falls photographed by Jim Crotty in Cuyahoga Valley National Park
Peace be with you. Before the noise of this week begins, I’m thankful for the peace of morning and reminders of His presence. No matter what may come it will always be there to return to.
Late winter at Cedar Falls in Hocking Hills State Park. A mid-winter thaw in late February provides a welcome preview of the warmth to come. The song of a thousand drips amongst the sandstone recesses welcomes you as you descends into the cool depths. The ice monoliths of January are reduced to size before winter makes a final appearance and a new layer of ice and snow takes hold, but only briefly. A heavy mist rises from the melting ice. On the trail are layers of ice, mud and sand, pounded into a solid, slippery covering by the passing of a thousand hiking boots.
In the twilight of a winter evening the twisting roads through Hocking Hills go quiet with only the occasional traveler or local resident making their way home. Darkness falls just a few minutes later than the night before as the slow and steady progress toward spring begins. But winter doesn’t give up easily. Inevitably there is one more snowstorm that blankets the trees in a coat of white, just when hopes are rising for an end to the long season of dormant slumber in the hills.
Cedar Falls Black and White by Jim Crotty on Flickr.
Cedar Falls Black and White
In between spaces in the in between season. Cedar Falls on a rainy day in autumn.