Wednesday, September 29, 2010
It's the perfect place to be, this rock. Surrounded by the woods, by thickets of rhododendron, all sounds muted by the rush of the waterfall. My husband stretches out on the rock and instantly relaxes—I can see it happening. Everything stressful drains out, and with enough time, you can stand up and somehow find you've gained new perspective and strength. We have other places likes this: a bench in our yard, a log along a trail, a boulder by the river. Where's your spot?