Shelter From The Rain

When have you last sought shelter from the rain under a tree in the forest?
Standing there when raindrops are falling on withered leaves and the scent of rain fills and enriches the air you breathe.
I did that a few days ago when the sun and rain in turn were stars on a beautiful March day.

“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets. It has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me – I am happy.”
By Hamlin Garland, McClure’s, February 1899

15 thoughts on “Shelter From The Rain

    • Thank you for your encouraging comment, Resa ❤
      It's about being on the right spot at the right time. When I walked towards the lake the sky was a thrill. I love that landscape!!!
      Un abrazo 🙂

  1. Gorgeous, gorgeous picture and what a gem of a quote, Hanna! I share your pleasure in a rainy forest too. It’s a massage of the senses. Thank you. 🙂

    • It was a thrill to be there, Jane. Thanks a lot!!
      Wish you a happy weekend maybe digging up new momentous stories on the Internet or in Australia’s wild nature 🙂 🙂
      All the best,

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