02 Mar 05
Originally posted by WulebgrVery true. As long as you don't say that it's the only spirituality! 😛
Standing in a river,
listening to the whir of insects
and the roar of the water,
I toss a careful mayfly imitation
into the pocket water where
(I suspect) a wary trout feeds.
This communion with Nature
is true spirituality.
03 Mar 05
Originally posted by Phlabibitonce that too was my preference, but wild places beckoned me away from the groomed landscape
I prefer 18 holes of church on Sunday.
P
Still, I have fond (?) memories of a sandtrap outside of Seattle that resembled the mountain behind it. Fortunately the green was on the downhill slope, or I might be there still.
03 Mar 05
Originally posted by WulebgrDo I detect a little Aldo Leopold in your voice?
Standing in a river,
listening to the whir of insects
and the roar of the water,
I toss a careful mayfly imitation
into the pocket water where
(I suspect) a wary trout feeds.
This communion with Nature
is true spirituality.
Nemesio