The waterfall was a few yards behind her, the sun was low but intense. Her hair gleamed with misty droplets of water. The effect was mesmerizing and irresistible. I wanted to touch her hair, but I knew I would disturb the halo of glowing water with my touch. Instead I stared with what felt like vulnerable and naked longing.
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Rain came early this morning, falling on new snow I had not yet seen. When I took my morning coffee to the window the misty look of the mountains reminded me that spirits often walk this land, seen by those who take the time to be, just be.