Sublime
December 14, 2014
Have you ever had one of those 24 hour periods where every word, every action, every thought had the word sublime wrapped around it? Sublime is how I would describe my last 24 hours. Actually, my last sublime 24 hours really lasted 48, or more. But those hours were so sublime they seemed to last only 24.
It wasn’t just what I did, where I went, what I thought, what I ate and drank, and what I saw and experienced. It was mostly about who I did it with and the way in which we did it. These pictures were taken in the last 24 hours. They start with a midnight adventure into the icy Vermont night to watch the Geminid meteor shower. We took our cameras, but the half moon rising over the horizon at that hour, coupled with the blanket of powdery clouds, made it impossible for us to photograph any of the handful of meteors we saw shooting across the sky.
Nevertheless, it was magical.
Weeks ago we discovered a hidden waterfall that we want to believe only very few people know about: most likely only those who have owned the land where it flows and those they’ve told. We ventured there again today.
And so I give you a sublime 24 hours of photographs, memories and sweetness.
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I’m going to bake cookies…
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I’d love to know where that waterfall is! I’d love to bring my new friend there on New Year’s day.
I can show you, Makote. Send me an email or give me a call to set up a time.