“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.”
The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
Along Interstate 81 in Virginia. Another shot from our moving car - with my iPhone. Do you find that you are using your camera phone more for taking pics? Are you shooting out the window of the car? (with someone else driving of course) Linking Up with SkyWatch Friday