I surrender to the serenity of each new day releasing my Dreams into the Universe. ~ Lee Hiller
Sometimes even the Rock Stars smile out on the trail, I love the sweet overbite 😉
Love to ALL!
The winter Forest sleeps and dreams of spring.
~ Lee Hiller
It was day of unforseen moments, the kind of hike where peace could not be found. Nearing the half way point on my hike I had to turn around as the NPS (National Park Service) was on the trail ahead using trail buggys and mini earth mover. I noticed a tank on the back of a trail buggy, not sure what was being sprayed I retuned home on the trails I had already traversed. Distracted by life when I returned home I inadvertantly formatted the wrong camera card wiping out a morning of scenic trail views.
Perhaps a lesson, details hold a better view of Nature in her winter form. Rocks painted yellow by Fungus, red Leaves glowing on the trail edges, dried floral bouquets and tiny songbirds. Although the overall view of the winter Forest can be considered bleak there are hidden treasures in plain sight.
The loss of the images made me realize they present only one aspect of winter in the park. Hot Springs National Park is a combination of subtle details to be savored as individual tiles in the mosaic of the sleeping Forest.
Love to ALL!
Within the quiet Rock and swaying blade of Grass is a message of Love from the Universe.
~ Lee Hiller
Winter has for the most part eluded Hot Springs National Park. The morning chill of December and January hovers around the mid 30s and warming into the low 60s by the afternoon. No snow, no freezing fog, I feel cheated as winters chill has barely brushed the winter landscape decorating with a scarce sprinkling of Frost Flowers.
As I hike up the Mountain I spot tiny spires of red among the winter greenery. Delicate flames lighting my journey along the trail leading higher into the Forest. On closer inspection they are not flower buds as I first imagined. The colorful display is an unfurling ballet of leaves, a sight most often seen as spring arrives in late March or early April.
Further up the Mountain I pause below a Tree that initially I believed held tiny yet to fall rust colored leaves. Above me glowing in the soft winter morning light are branches that have begun to blossom. These early to arrive orange buds are glorious against the vibrant blue sky. The sun is illuminating rocks, leaves and fungi along the trail edges as I near the top of the mountain.
At the top I head over to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail. When I reach the trail head on the north face of Hot Springs Mountain a dimly lit winter landscape of Trees sculpted by past storms awaits me. Bright blue skies give way to pale aqua and colorful flora is replaced with subtle shades of brown. This near monochromatic trail is like stepping onto another planet, a reverse Wizard Of Oz moment. I pause to let my Heart show my eyes the beauty of the path ahead. As I near the bottom of the mountain a squirrrel comes down a Tree to take a look at me. A perfect end to a lovely morning in the Forest.
Love to ALL,
Yesterday I took a quick hike in the afternoon with my husband Rick. The sun was low in the sky and the afternoon held a chill, it felt as if winter was only days away. The light had a golden blue cast which made the last individual autumn leaves glow against the blue sky. The sun ignited the orange and pink found on many of the leaves dancing on the light breeze.
Now that most of the leaves have fallen the beautiful rocks of Hot Springs National Park are flashing their spectacular shapes and colors. Within each season the changes reveal something new to bring joy to our Hearts. The mountains always harbor new beauty and I am always excite to see what Nature will show me.
A very tiny Female Orange-Crowned Warbler watched us from her perch in a nearby Tree. Almost always invisible in the green Forest her olive green feathers stand out against the brown bare Branches of autumn.
It was a wonderful hike among the Tree sculptures hidden during the Spring and Summer months.
Much Love to ALL!