Posted On: April 18th 2026, 06:30 pm
There is a stillness and a true wildness out here that I've only felt in a very select few places in the world. But I'm just a picture taker, so from someone much more eloquent than me:
"When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
- Wendell Berry
May these places survive us.