It is late in the morning, the heat in the valley is prickling and so we head up, leaving the chapel below…
…and start to climb. Diving into shade’s coolness…
…I hear Remi’s breathing beside me. He pulls up ahead and I follow that reassuring in and out.
The light splays through the barren branches like feathers aflame…
…yet as weightless as a dragonfly.
Another form of chapel is here, open to all and sundry…
We stop, take count…
…resourcing and readying for the next adventures on the trail ahead.
Have a wonderful weekend everyone.









perfect for a walking meditation.
The first photograph could be of the trail/dirt road leading through the pines to Trouthaven, a rustic fishing resort (9 cabins, built in the early 1950's) on Wallowa Lake, in the northeastern corner of Oregon. (My favorite lake anywhere, at the foot of the Wallowa Mountains, Oregon's only alpine, as opposed to volcanic, peaks.) Scott and I try to spend time there, with the dogs, early every September…paradise! It's lovely to know that you have been walking that trail on your vacation!
Does Ben like to have something in his mouth (stick, ball, stuffed toy) when he is walking? Henry does. Even if we do not throw it for him to fetch, he loves just carrying something n his mouth. It looks Ben and Kipling really relish exploring the pine forest! Beautiful photographs that speak to my heart…
Thank you once again, Heather, from Leslie in Oregon
That first sentence just grabbed my attention. What a unique way of expressing what you're feeling.
Heather, I hope all is well and that your trip out of town is for a happy reason. Thanks for taking us along on your beautiful hike. Glad you were able to successfully turn the volume down on your "brain chatter" for a bit. So hard to do! XO
Travel well. When you return will you take us to the view at the top of the hill? Gallivanta
Friends, we have had to head out of town rather unexpectedly but I wanted to thank you all for these beautiful comments. You all are what make this blog so worthwhile. I feel like you take what I offer and pass it on to something else–so please keep carrying the torch!
Bisous,
Heather
A simple 'thank you' to you and so many of your lovely friends…who write and quote the truth….
Always a delight to walk with you…….
There is a magic about sunlight in the forest isn't there? You can almost picture little forest gnomes racing and playing among the trees. Beautiful photos, Heather. Happy weekend to you! Jackie xo
So beautifully expressed. The comments are wonderfully inspiring too. Suddenly today looks different, possibilities all around–and peace… and peace!
Wonderful! You make the sacred hush of the woods come alive and breathe its healing magic on all of us.