Into the midst of Nature
I hike.
Into the heart of the Cascade Mountain Range.
Yes! Supernatural pristine wilderness.
High in the alpine; creation is most eloquently touched "By God's Paintbrush." Camp is set up within a grove scrub deciduous of
crimson red and harvest gold.
An eye-catching carpet of fragrant alpine wildflowers
encompassed in variegated greenery.
Enhancing my foreground;
On the skyline, a cathedral of high mountain peaks
glistening in the reaching afternoon sun.
After a strenuous hike, I crawl into my mountain tent and
retire. Dreaming of my surroundings. "Touched By God's Paintbrush." In the early morning I scurry out into the vastness of creation.
Wow! I stand in awe!
This glorious high country day is graced by: "The Touch
of God's
Paintbrush." Surrounding camp and into infinity, a superb alpine sunrise.
Alpine wildflowers smiling through glistening beads of morning
dew.
Radiant hues, reflecting each pastel of the Creator's glorious
array.
The full spectrum of this alpine cathedral, in full vibrant glowing
attire. "Touched By: God's Paintbrush."
