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Forrest Gump Point
U.S. Highway 163 looking toward Monument Valley. This is where Forest Gump ended his epic run.
Today the weather was wonderful, so I went to the forrest. The conditions to take this shot of the fungus were difficult, because there was not enough light, but I tied the strap of my camera to a nearby branche and took the shot.
Last weekend we walked along a stream in a small nature reserve outside the city. Mid March and nature was still holding back. It was probably still too cold. Most of the forest floor was covered in last year's dry leaves, branches and twigs were bare and the air was cold. As we passed by a spruce forest, a delicate green shone on the forest floor beneath the spruces, a wonderfully soft and fluffy carpet of moss. The afternoon sun only lit small patches of the moss and it seemed somehow enchanted, as if only fairies and dwarves were missing and the picture would be perfect :-).
The George Washington National Forrest. After visiting Swannanoa and the Natural Chimneys we were rather aimlessly enjoying some very pretty back roads and talking about going on to a town called Monterey, not too far away. And then we made that fateful turn. The one that took us into the George Washington National Forrest. The totals acres for the combined George Washington and Jefferson National Forests are 1,646,328 acres in Virginia; 123,384 acres in West Virginia; and 961 acres in Kentucky. So a very large, big deal really. At first the roads were great, paved, two lanes and we were enjoying ourselves immensely with all the fall foliage and even took the time to visit two nice little lakes, one of which had Great bathroom facilities (an important point for two traveling ladies! LOL). There weren't any other people at these lakes, it being off season and all. Or on the road for that matter and before to long that road turned into what you see here. One lane. Gravel. And because of the rains some of it was quite muddy. But we were in The Jeep so what could that matter. Right? Tomorrow: The rest of the story! LOL. Enjoy the coming weekend everyone!
Forrest Gump Point on Highway 163 marks the spot where the character ended his cross-country run, now a beloved roadside viewpoint. The open vista frames sweeping desert and distant buttes, and standing there I kept hearing Forrest’s line, "I'm pretty tired... I think I'll go home now."
I was only at the start of my Monument Valley adventures that day, though, so Robert Frost’s words echoed in my head: "And miles to go before I sleep."
Heavy rain through the forestry at Betws y Coed followed by some autumn sun created this lovely mist.
Normalmente non si vedono mai le radici di un albero, ma sono fondamentali per sviluppare le chiome e le cortecce utili per proteggerci dalle difficolta' della vita.
E le nostre radici?
Proviamo a scavare, a cercare a fondo nel nostro intimo per vedere un po di che"pasta" siamo fatti!
Certo il periodo non è dei più propizi, la crisi principale del nostro tempo è proprio della nostra coscienza.
Valori? Nulli.
Certezze? Men che meno.
Spiritualità ? What's?
Ma veramente ci si è così inariditi al punto da non sapere piu' in cosa credere?
Ci pensavo l'altro ieri, con la scomparsa di un grande Uomo del secolo scorso ma che anche adesso farebbe la cosidetta "differenza":
Vittorio Foa, una persona che aveva fatto della sua vita una missione:
contro ma a favore,
deciso ma tenero,
grande Vecchio, ma giovane di spirito come pochi.
Fino all'ultimo si faceva leggere i quotidiani e aveva per tutti una parola di conforto o di consiglio, anche se non mancava mai di dare paterni scapaccioni.ù
Ha fato tutto e di tutto, dalla resistenza al carcere per le proprie idee, all'impegno politico, all'Assemblea costituente, persona di rilievo della Sinistra e al tempo stesso voce critica della Sinistra stessa, Sindacalista con la ESSE maiuscola.
Radici......eccole le nostre radici, fondate sull'impegno personale, sul metterci la faccia e non avere paura delle proprie idee, anche se sono una voce nel deserto.
"Nell'uomo, in ogni uomo c'è una grande possibilità di cambiamento" , amava ripetere, credeva nell'uomo e aveva la certezza che..
"Essere a sinistra vuol dire essere qui e anche altrove, vivere oggi e contemporaneamente domani; vuol dire agire per sé e anche per gli altri."
Radici zomberos......non frasche....
Usually we can't ever see the roots of a tree, but they are important for the growth of the foliage and bark useful to protect us from the difficulties of life.