Seeking a bit of quiet solitude on a hot August day, I walk along the wooden walkway winding through the Lake Martin cypress preserve. It is mid-day in the swamp and the shade, breeze, and singing cicadas easily lull me into an inner peace, making it so easy to commune with God and nature in this timeless place; only a swirl in the water (a fish or maybe an alligator), a heron’s call, or the cicadas keep me in the present. It is a lazy and relaxing afternoon…many photo opportunities too. Thank you, Lord.
a flowery scent(c) Al Gallia 2019
wafts in the summer breeze…
turtles sun on a log