meeting someone whos' beauty is matched by kindness a rare gem indeed my lovely wife is that soul one of God's purposeful seeds planted in my life a most barren of places now it overflows truest love in abundance and a heart of solid gold
we walked this winding trail along the valley up to a ridgeline there was an old miners cabin at the top he had the most spectacular view there was a rusted bed frame still inside from his bed he could see out a tiny window to the heavens and hear a tiny creek meander below the quiet overwhelmed us as we all sat in silence taking in this vista he must have seen a thousand times we wondered who he was and why he left was it bad news from home or did he tire of the peace of being alone we followed the same meandering trail back down to the valley floor lookin back one last time we thought we saw him wave goodbye