
A misty morning last year on the trail.
Springs awakening,
Mist covered path provides me
With solace and peace,
Quiet days speak the loudest,
Each day its own beginning
A misty morning last year on the trail.
Springs awakening,
Mist covered path provides me
With solace and peace,
Quiet days speak the loudest,
Each day its own beginning
Is this in New York? That tree looks familiar.
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It is. If you are familiar with the Anthony Wayne parking area in Harriman State Park, it is at the start of the bike trail at the far end of the lot.
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That tree is SO stinkin’ cool!
And a mist covered path…..breathlessly wonderful!
Thank you,
ren
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