Tuesday, November 29, 2011

River

Thanksgiving at the river.

Where the turkey defrosts on a pile of wood next to the wood stove...

.. in a cabin that Mom makes feel like home.

Next to one of my favorite creeks.

Where I run until my lungs scream for air.

Where the morning fog is thick on the banks of the river while I sip hot coffee.


Where the glow of the moss in the setting sun brings tears to my eyes.


Where I want to lay in the miniature forests that carpet the rocks.

Where I left a piece of my heart...

6 comments:

Denise said...

oh wow. may I please go with you next time?

Sassafrass said...

Sounds like a good place to call home.

Chiot's Run said...

sounds wonderful, simply wonderful!

Jennifer said...

so lovely, i love those little mossy worlds as well. don't need to ask if it was a good time.

Kim @ Homestead Acres said...

Sounds and looks lovley!

nancy said...

what a great place for a holiday! love.it.