In Montana, the sky is falling. Big wet flakes swirl like curtains closing. They muffle all sounds, even the low rumble of the coal trains that move endlessly through our town. Black streaks against the soft white pleats of quiet.
thank you. One of the things I love best about the Sunday listen is the absence of artificial noises (aside from the rare boat), and people. Nature and its renewal of us.
I want to jump right in to that scene with a thermos of coffee, a blanket and my knitting. Absolutely stunning scenery and oh how I love the sound of water.
Bodies of water are so magical, calming and healing. Such a gift.
Beautiful Beautiful beautiful
Perfection!
In Montana, the sky is falling. Big wet flakes swirl like curtains closing. They muffle all sounds, even the low rumble of the coal trains that move endlessly through our town. Black streaks against the soft white pleats of quiet.
Beautiful poetry. Wish I were there ❤️
Thank you Clara. That stillness is needed as the holiday season approaches.💖😌
Love the gentle sounds. The water and the peacefulness are very welcome this morning.
thank you. One of the things I love best about the Sunday listen is the absence of artificial noises (aside from the rare boat), and people. Nature and its renewal of us.
Thank you. Balm for the soul. ❤️
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Goes along with Annie singing “The sun will come up this morning…..”
First it takes silence in order to hear things!
Thank you. The sound loosened my bones and started my day with me relaxed.
You see the beauty in Nature and words. I hope you know how much you are appreciated!
Ahh. Lovely 😍
I want to jump right in to that scene with a thermos of coffee, a blanket and my knitting. Absolutely stunning scenery and oh how I love the sound of water.
Such a calm setting, restful and refreshing.