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Nature has come to rest


9:46 PM

The Legend Of A Skeleton

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The density of the forest, has never intimidated me, even as a child. I grew up in this remote area of the woods. I’m drawn into its  mass, to explore the mysteries in the wilderness.

Folklore has it; that a man became lost in the mountainous terrain, when an unexpected snow storm caused a whiteout. He couldn’t find his way back, and froze to death. A group of hikers discovered the skeletal remains, many years later. They were scattered in various locations, a clear indication that animals had gotten to the body.

Sadly no one missed him, or knew who he was. He was called Mountain Man.

Shortly after his remains were found, mysterious tales began to flood the small community. Stories of a skeleton that roams the forest, searching for his cabin.

About a hour on the trail, I spotted a small dilapidated shack. This was very peculiar. I’ve been on this path many times, and never came across this before.

A threatening dark cloud loomed above my head. I kept walking, moving closer to the cabin. The clouds overhead were getting darker.

There was a flicker inside; had to be a candle burning. I could feel anxiety throughout my body, as the air became cold.

All of a sudden, the crickets stopped chirping. I could hear a  rustling in the forest, and faint footsteps. I was frozen in my tracks. It appeared in the front view of the cabin.

Skeleton Man was on the porch, sitting in a rocking chair.

The sky was bright, and the clouds blue, and clear.

He found his way home. He can finally rest in peace.

In the blink of an eye. The cabin had disappeared, and so did Mountain Man.

Ms. Vee


1:59 PM



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The light will guide me safely into the wilderness…

Where I can become lost in a state of euphoria, alone with the beauty of nature surrounding me.

Ms. Vee


11:05 AM

The Bowstring Arch Bridge

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Photo taken by Ms. Vee 11-7-16

I would surmise the abundance of fallen leaves would crackle, when you walked on them.
Quite the contrary; there was silence throughout the trails.
If this wasn’t strange enough, there wasn’t a squirrel in sight. I found this rather odd.
Upon approaching the historical bridge, I sensed something very mysterious had occurred here.
An undocumented story I would love to hear.
After all; many landmarks have seen their share of tragedies.
Perhaps today, wrapped within all its beauty,
It’s full of nature’s serenity.
All is silent!
I’ll call this photo Golden.

Written by Vera Robinson
6:29 PM

Away From It All

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She often started her walk up the mountain slope, just after watching the red hues of sunrise.
Full of determination, even with the autumn chill, hours passed quickly.
Afterall; there is no concept of time in the wilderness.

Written by Vera Robinson
7:05 PM
Photo taken by Ms. Vee😅

A Call To Nature


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When nature calls


To the wilderness


Grab my shoes and


Once resting against


Willow tree my thoughts


Free and I’m full of


4:41 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014

Serenity Walk


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Take my trembling hand


Me on a serenity walk


Path into the wilderness


Wind speaks in nature, birds sing in


And beautiful butterflies


In and out of


With a steady hand


Breathe deeply relaxed


How I love God’s green


2:15 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014


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