So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness. ~ Herman Hesse
This image reminds me of the autumn of yesteryear.
Edwin Markham has said, “There is a destinywhich makes us brothers; none goes his way alone.All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.“
I believe we receive more than what we give in life. Sometimes in life, we meet people who give and give without expecting a least. They love you for what you are. You don’t need makeup for staying in their life. We have a lot of friends around the world but a few of them are the blessings from heaven.
Yesterday we were invited for a walk on a mountain area where we had never been before. We walked a little more than 10 km and came across ponds which are situated at around 1000 meters above sea level. Here are some images from our walk but let me clarify, they don’t do justice to what we had experienced.
Reindeer Lichens grow in northern temperate forests, boreal forests, and even in the tundra. They are highly branched, fruticose lichens that are a primary food source for reindeer (also called caribou in North America). These lichens are sometimes called “Reindeer Moss,” even though they are lichens and not moss.
Approximately two million sheep are grazing in the outlying fields of Norway every summer. That’s unique, and something that you won’t experience elsewhere.
Our four legs companion enjoyed the cold water whenever she was allowed to do so. The presence of so many sheeps gave her some exciting times.
For some reason we missed the original trail. We were not lost but had to walk in the marsh area for considerable time. It was similar to walking on a spongy peat or a soft mattress. We were happy with our choices of good hiking shoes but also, this year the summer is quite dry. Who wouldn’t love a perfect sunny summer but we really need good rains now.
In the process of finding the trails we walked on some real edges, They were not as dangerous as we usually see in photographs but weren’t even easy. I hadn’t taken my mobile out nor looked into the valley until we passed the section. It was impossible to predict what would come next, a creek, a marsh or a rock to climb.
Our good friend with his Rolls-Royce. Age difference doesn’t matter much as far as friendships are concerned
Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance ~Rabindranath Tagore