Mists
"This is true happiness: to have no ambition and to work like a horse as if you had every ambition. To live far from men, not to need them and yet to love them. To have the stars above, the land to your left and the sea to your right and to realize of a sudden that in your heart, life has accomplished its final miracle: it has become a fairy tale."
— Nikos Kazantzakis (Zorba the Greek)
life has become a fairy tale...
ReplyDeletealways such beautful and bountiful thoughts here Noelle!
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Living like in a fairy tale...what a blissful picture and so dreamy too. It reminds me of the carefree life of a wild horse standing at that point with his long mane flying in the breeze and looking at all that he can survey!!
ReplyDeleteLoved it immensely Noelle
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Nanka
In Celtic spirituality, the mists are spiritual beings and essences. This is a beautiful photo -- so ethereal.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and perfect image to match.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year Noelle Renee!
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Constance