This is lengthy but fitting to Thanksgiving Woods...
"He who forgets the humming of the bees among the heather, the cooing of the wood-pigeons in the forest, the song of birds in the woods, the rippling of rills among the rushes, and the sighing of the wind among the pines, needs not wonder if his heart forgets to sing and his soul grows heavy. A day's breathing of fresh air upon the hills, or a few hours, ramble in the beech woods' umbrageous calm, would sweep the cobwebs out of the brain of scores of our toiling ministers who are now but half alive. A mouthful of sea air, or a stiff walk in the wind's face, would not give grace to the soul, but it would yield oxygen to the body, which is next best." ~C.S. Spurgeon
We have family in New Zealand and the one thing they miss about is the changing of the leaves and bold colors that we have in NC. Your walk in the woods photos remind me of the ones we've been sending to them. Thanks for sharing. Peace.
This is lengthy but fitting to Thanksgiving Woods...
ReplyDelete"He who forgets the humming of the bees among the heather, the cooing of the wood-pigeons in the forest, the song of birds in the woods, the rippling of rills among the rushes, and the sighing of the wind among the pines, needs not wonder if his heart forgets to sing and his soul grows heavy. A day's breathing of fresh air upon the hills, or a few hours, ramble in the beech woods' umbrageous calm, would sweep the cobwebs out of the brain of scores of our toiling ministers who are now but half alive. A mouthful of sea air, or a stiff walk in the wind's face, would not give grace to the soul, but it would yield oxygen to the body, which is next best."
~C.S. Spurgeon
For all the toiling ministers of their homes...
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Nothing like a walk in the woods!So refreshing, and it makes the hot cider waiting at home taste much better.
ReplyDeleteWe have family in New Zealand and the one thing they miss about is the changing of the leaves and bold colors that we have in NC.
ReplyDeleteYour walk in the woods photos remind me of the ones we've been sending to them.
Thanks for sharing.
Peace.
Beautiful, Laura. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanksgiving Woods - The mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
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