We gaze at mountain scenery; we watch the waves breaking on the shore; we walk through a beech wood in October. And we are filled with a sense of beauty. We return home feeling refreshed, like a thirsty man who has drunk a glass of water. ~C.R.Milne
We gaze at mountain scenery; we watch the waves breaking on the shore; we walk through a beech wood in October. And we are filled with a sense of beauty. We return home feeling refreshed, like a thirsty man who has drunk a glass of water. ~C.R.Milne