The heat of September has settled upon us. It has been so dry lately that several parishes in northern Louisiana have issued burn bans.
Humid Louisiana prohibits fire because it’s too dry. Does that qualify as an oxymoron?
Norm’s cousin provided just the respite we needed from the inferno of late summer in Louisiana: a day on Caney Lake.
This gem of a lake was created when Caney Creek was dammed.
Hidden within the rolling hills and pine forests, earthly beings unaccustomed to earthly pulchritude would hardly believe in its existence.
But the beauty of this place is, indeed, perceptible even to the eye untrained.
To perceive beauty is to acknowledge the universe’s potential.
Everything that is, is here now.
What a beautiful, peaceful place to spend the day! I just love the sounds and scents of being near water – so soothing. Lovely thoughts today, Stacy. We have burn bans here in rainy WA state, too. So ironic. Have a wonderful week! xo
It is still so hot here – I am hoping for relief soon, but still no rain or cool fronts in the forecast. ❤
El Guapo said:
And here I am lamenting the early dropping of temps in NYC.
Send those temps this way, Guap – still in the 90’s here! ❤
Just letting all your thoughts and worries glide off on the smooth water… and up into the heavens. Glorious indeed!
Caney Lake is the kind of place to do that for you, Mariette, if you let it. ❤
Garden Of Daisies said:
What a lovely spot to spend a few hours in rest and relaxation I love that word, pulchritude. It always makes me think of my moms reaction to a picture I took of my daughter when she was just a few months old. And she was indeed the most beautiful little person.
It does not sound like a synonym for beauty, does it!? ❤
I can see that this was a day when all the cares of the world were washed away by the beauty surrounding you. Looking up at the clouds the way you have here makes me feel free, as if all things are possible beneath the unlimited skies. Caney Lake looks so beautiful Stacy. 🙂
It is a beautiful place, indeed, Joanne. ❤
I have never, ever, come across the phrase “earthly pulchritude”. No wonder you’re a writer, Stacy! Loved imagining you here.
Thanks, Kathy, for putting a smile on my face. ❤