There are people who travel to Taum Sauk Mountain State Park in Missouri’s Ozarks multiple times to see the falls, only to find the flow of water at a trickle or nonexistent. Although the prior day’s heavy rains and very poor trail maintenance made for the most grueling trail conditions I have ever seen, the falls were gushing in glorious fashion.
“Remember, no effort that we make to attain something beautiful is ever lost. What I am looking for is not out there, it is in me.”
Pikes Peak at Sunrise, Garden of the Gods, a photo on Flickr.
Growing up just blocks away from Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs was like having a national park in your back yard. Add to it the purple mountain majesty of Pikes Peak and sunrise walks are a stroll through glory. This is one of my favorite photos I’ve taken of Pikes Peak
As a young adult, I discovered the elegance and beauty of orchids. I also learned something about my parents I never knew while growing up: they used to raise orchids. I knew they had raised angel fish (therein lies a separate and longer story). Apparently the newfound obsession I shared with my soon-to-be wife cut across generations. Perhaps the pursuit of the beautiful is partially rooted in my genes. Once kids came along, my parents gradually stopped keeping orchids while raising angel fish flourished for years, then slowly faded. After the house of my childhood cleared of kids, my father returned to raising orchids and angels. There is shelter from the storm when surrounded by the beautiful.
Spring is one of my favorite times of year. For me, a quintessential scent of Spring is lilac.