God's Grandeur

Today seemed to shout out of God's grandeur... 

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;

    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil

Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;

    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;

    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil

Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;

    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;

And though the last lights off the black West went

    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —

Because the Holy Ghost over the bent

    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

nothing like a cup of tea... 

the Methow Valley 

leaders of the pack up to Lookout Mountain 

these are a few of my favorite things... :) 

heart rocks on the trail 

the best way for Taylor to celebrate his special day of the 23rd today on a bike ride with Jason and Liam!