On a recent trip to the Black Hills of South Dakota, my brother and I spcent some time rock climbing and hiking in Spearfish Canyon.
Spending time in the outdoors has always held a revitalizing, healing power for me, and I think many people can relate to this.
The sweet, spicy smell of pine, the sound of a gentle wind seething through pine needles, the steady white-noise of river-rapids, the lazy, afternoon sun warning my skin, and a silence unbroken by the the incessant clamor of the city; I breathe deep, calm my mind, and feel connected to Nature, to Earth, to the Universe.
To anyone who reads this, I hope you take the time yourself to "get away from it all" and find refreshment and perspective in your life through the healing power that Nature holds. I'll leave you with a poem suggestion that sums up these feelings, and after which I titled this photo: Thanatopsis, by William Cullen Bryant. Granted, it's a bit trite and cloying at times, but I like it. Oh, and Willam was only 17 when he wrote it, so give the young romantic a little credit.