I took a hike today, and I took some very awesome pictures as well.
Sitting atop the hill, watching the wing blow through the grass and the trees, I thought how beautiful everything was. I took some pictures, and there is no way I could possibly capture the pure beauty of such a scene. I was humbled.
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Our land used to be mining land, and we aren't exactly sure where this cup came from. But it is located directly under a lovely little spring.
My mother and brother.
Tulips. Not wild.
Flowers. Wild.
The view from the very highest point on our land.
Our stream.
Another picture of the spring.
This is what we call "the bathtub." It is an old mining shaft.