Rye Wilderness

Rye Wilderness was a place of peace and quiet. I took these photos Dec 27, 2003. Now this lovely bridge is gone, replaced by a four lane speed trap, and miles of concrete. Every thing in these photos is destroyed.

Progress you know.     but we can still feel the peacefulness from the photos.

Find out what  Gospel of Goose says about finding peace.

The poetry of the earth is never dead... John Keats

Quiet is peace! Tranquility!  Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.  Khaled Hosseini

Photo's taken with Kodak Easy share, 3.1 mp

Rye Wilderness Trees

the path I showed you yesterday, that ran along beside the barbwire fence, led us to this path and all these fantastic trees.

Ssomeone is sitting in the shade today, because someone planted a tree a long time ago. Warren Buffett

Unbeleafable! There are actually tree jokes out there though they are not fir everyone-only the poplar crowd. OK! Groan now!

Why was the cat afraid of the tree? Because of its bark.

Why did the sheriff arrest the tree? Because its leaves rustled

Friday Fence

“Build a little fence of trust around today; Fill the space with loving deeds, And therein stay. Look not through the sheltering bars Upon tomorrow; God will help thee bear what comes of joy and sorrow.”
 Mary F. Butts quote

the path below is in Rye Wilderness Park, about 10 miles from our home. The fence was along side the path.