Recently my husband, my daughter, my son and I headed for Arkansas with visions of colorful leaves in our head.
Alas, we arrived when the leaves were still green—almost all of them, at least. However, we found our cabin on a hill offered a beautiful view of a valley with farms, cows and roosters. We found a restaurant serving freshly-caught trout for dinner. And, most of all, we found a peaceful place for the four of us to spend a few days together.
As Whitman once said, “Peace is always beautiful.”
–Joy