Another World

We went letterboxing this weekend. I love letterboxing - it's always an adventure. You never know what you'll find. Sunstruck layers of age-old granite...

Mossy trunks tucked in with mossy stones laid in shambles.... 

Cascades of galax, still tinged with purple from the cold...

The hike was more than we bargained for. (Muddy 45* slopes, anyone?) 

But the waterfalls made it well worthwhile. Their grandeur dwarfed the evergreens - it was like we had suddenly stepped into Colorado or Wyoming, but no, this beauty is our neighbor! Gorged on a weeks worth of rain water, the noise was enormous, reverberating Psalms in my soul. "Deep calling unto deep."  "...the waters clapped their hands in praise."

Then after all that, we didn't find our letterbox. Oh well. We'll try again later - when the rhododendron is in bloom. 

And this time we'll wear boots.