I bought John Wreford a cup of coffee today. Now I am going for a walk in the woods before winter closes in for the day. Then, home to paint.

I have been enjoying John Wreford’s stunning photography and deeply human stories of his adventures in the Middle East for at least a couple of years. I am so grateful for his curiosity and prose and images, they are a balm for these times. I am also greatly inspired, as a “life alternative” seems to me, a life well-lived.

Thank you, John!

Have a look at his wonderful work, read his stories, subscribe to his blog, buy him a cup of coffee. Sometimes the world is crazy, and sometimes all it takes is seeing things from a certain angle to be reminded what a gift it is to be alive – and John’s work is a slant that appeals to life.

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And, this is a song for the season and the mountain I live on:

In case you were wondering, the image above is a mountain near where I live and was taken by me, not by John Wreford. I sincerely encourage you to view his work at his site.

Peace!