Hiking August 11, 2015 / Jennifer Jas hiking — nothing more inhaling and exhaling the breath of the trees Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
I’ve just been among the trees in the Smokey Mountains – not hiking with them but breathing. Lovely poem. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Thank you. I’ve also breathed the trees of the Smoky Mountains. This handful of words was inspired by the Rocky Mountains. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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I’ve just been among the trees in the Smokey Mountains – not hiking with them but breathing. Lovely poem.
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Thank you. I’ve also breathed the trees of the Smoky Mountains. This handful of words was inspired by the Rocky Mountains.
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Ah fragrance, sweet fragrance.
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Beautiful haiku, Jennifer.
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