Golden Serenity As the sun begins its descent beyond the solemn, distant hills, the tranquil sky and calm waters are painted in hues of warm gold and soft pink. It's a moment of pure golden serenity, where the comforting stillness and ethereal beauty hint that there is such a thing as peace. Why must peace... Continue Reading →

Quiet morning The first gleam of dawn breaks over the dimpled pond surface stretching out toward the distant hills, attempting to awake the forest with its gentle kiss of warm light. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

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