"The true charm of pedestrianism does not lie in the walking, or in the scenery, but in the talking. The walking is good to time the movement of the tongue by, and to keep the blood and the brain stirred up and active; the scenery and the woodsy smells are good to bear in upon a man an unconscious and unobtrusive charm and solace to eye and soul and sense; but the supreme pleasure comes from the talk." ~Mark Twain
Comfortable silence seemed to be the "talk" for the moment. I wonder how many conversations and everyday moments coalesced to bring them to this walk. Arms around each other, her head tilted onto his shoulder...neither trying to impress the other...a sense of confidence and contentedness...no agenda or pressure...an assurance of one another's presence...the knowledge that someone is rooting for you.
I hope someone sees me in this place in life someday and is inspired to take their own picture.
For now I am thankful that the someone I walk with is my father, Richard. Truly, for us, the supreme pleasure comes from the talk. I love you, Dad.
2 comments:
I heart you, friend. From one daddy's girl to another, this is very touching. Good job with the trees- it's hard to get them to look good- not cluttered, you balanced it just right w/the ppl.
Hi Sarah, I love your photos, and the Mark Twain quote was so apt. Lovely lovely!
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