“When the wind calls, you know, that somewhere in the mountains, it has found the answers that you were looking for. The pull of the horizon overcomes the inertia of reason…And you just have to go.”
When the mountain meets the Sea
I lived there for 2 years!
As the snow rests upon
Roads to Heaven!
Blue,Green and white..
Even the grass seems taller than the hill
A Lonely Mountain
Beauty resides in the eye of the beholder
When Sun sets upon the horizon