06-18-2022, 06:51 PM
This. The words and the video are potent.
She sounds as if she is here in JT. Perhaps she is?
https://priyahuffman.com/hanging-by-threads/
Once upon a time we lived in the foothill mountains just outside of Boulder, CO, three and a half miles up a canyon. We loved it there; the blessed quiet, the stark beauty, the night sky and animals. Many a morning we would awake to the coyotes passing by on their way to mischief, or the rare sighting of a bobcat, shy and gorgeous. The wild turkeys would amble by, till they caught wind of our dogs, at which point, they would spread their massive wings and against all odds manage to fly awkwardly skywards to at least the safety of the lower branches of the Bristlecone pines that are abundant in those parts. There were the occasional but fleeting and thrilling mountain lion sightings, and many up-close encounters with bears.….
(Read on through the link)
She sounds as if she is here in JT. Perhaps she is?
https://priyahuffman.com/hanging-by-threads/
Once upon a time we lived in the foothill mountains just outside of Boulder, CO, three and a half miles up a canyon. We loved it there; the blessed quiet, the stark beauty, the night sky and animals. Many a morning we would awake to the coyotes passing by on their way to mischief, or the rare sighting of a bobcat, shy and gorgeous. The wild turkeys would amble by, till they caught wind of our dogs, at which point, they would spread their massive wings and against all odds manage to fly awkwardly skywards to at least the safety of the lower branches of the Bristlecone pines that are abundant in those parts. There were the occasional but fleeting and thrilling mountain lion sightings, and many up-close encounters with bears.….
(Read on through the link)