A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
| Every chance we get, we indulge in Mother Nature's smorgasbord of sensory treats. Wading in a cool babbling stream in the early morning hours along a scenic mountain trail, where squirrels chatter and robins sing, or perhaps, sunset walks down by the sea with warm sand between our toes, cavorting with the raucous gulls and watching their aerial ballet. Whenever trouble gets us down, there is nothing like Mother Nature's smorgasbord to relieve the stress. 18 lines |