Silence may be as variously shaded as speech.~Edith Wharton
We took to the road for a long-awaited journey to the Southwest. As cities, farmland and forests flashed by and the sun shifted overhead, vast stretches of land swept past. Silence surrounded us. Fields and farms, wind and snow. Silence was a shape-shifter that took many forms.
The Sun Setting Through the Trees in Indiana
Silence is a source of great strength.~Lao Tzu
Sunset Ride, Kansas
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.~Francis Bacon
Palm Tree Silhouette, Arizona
Silence is a true friend who never betrays.~Confucius
Looking Up, Arizona
Silence is more eloquent than words.~Thomas Carlyle
Listen closely and you will hear a siren song of the road and this land–its beauty, desolation and majesty. A song of wanderlust, greed, and adventure.
One night, we picked up a winding road that traced the route of the Pony Express through the mountains. Snug in our car, I thought of their cold, windswept journeys. Adventurous, unafraid, confident, these riders crossed the great divide of prairie, mountains and desert, lingering long enough to fill a canteen before moving on.
I’ll end this post with a bittersweet song of the road, written several decades ago by Paul Simon. I also invite you to share your idea of a great road trip. Where did you go (or plan to go)? For how long? And have an inspiring week, no matter where you are!