“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.”
As the snow rests upon
When Sun sets upon the horizon
Beauty resides in the eye of the beholder
A Lonely Mountain
Even the grass seems taller than the hill
Blue,Green and white..
When the mountain meets the Sea
Roads to Heaven!
I lived there for 2 years!