
Day 218 Remnants of A Day at the Lake
found stories
A journey into the cloud…
found stories
Father Winter’s
fortress of snowflakes
Rest your eyes.
Sooth the soul.
“Here, the place;
Rest, my shade;
Drink, a wave;
Soothe, your way.”
Imagining what I might find at the park today, I hope to see a Yellow-Throated Warbler catching a rest on his migration.
join the WriteOut sponsored by the National Writing Project and the National Park Service to get outside and observe the spaces around you,