Tuesday, May 14, 2013

"beauty falling wild and soft like rain."

"Two apple branches struck against each other with the limber clack of wood on wood. That was all - a tick-tock rattle of branches - but then a fierce lurch of excitement at what was only daybreak, only the smell of summer coming, only starting back again for home, but oh Jesus, he thought, with a great lump in his throat and a crazy grin, it was an agony of gladness and beauty falling wild and soft like rain."

- Frederick Buechner, from the collection Listening to Your Life

I've been on a traveling tear recently... Back to the whole writing regularly thing soon, but for now, small memories and beauty from the past couple of weeks.

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