Revisiting Past Places

During the almost three decades we lived in metro-Atlanta I ran at least 30,000 miles on the 18-mile network of unpaved trails at Kennesaw Mountain National Battlefield Park.   In those days I was a fairly serious runner.   My running group spent countless hours on the trails, but because running was part of my nomenclature,  noticing the natural beauty around me took a backseat.   This week, returning to Georgia to visit family, I stopped by the park for about an hour.   These days I’m a walker.   I take time to see what’s around me.  Pine trees and pine cones.    This park, close to stressful havoc,  is worth seeing.    These are from a slow walk around the park.   Slow down, friends.   Feel the quiet intensity.

Barns and Birds

Nothing much here tonight, mainly barns, but tossed into the mix are some birds.   The first photo includes what I believe to be a Great Horned Owl, but correct me if wrong.   One photo includes three geese, definitely geese.   The last one was taken in May, before the light got stinky.   Just stuff I see during these wanderings.