I had the chance to bike ride sl-ow-ly with my husband yesterday in the valleys near Hawk Mountain. One stop included a delicious fresh spring, next to Stoudt’s Mill (1750) Here are some photos from our trip.
me and my spouse/biking buddy
Sign descriptive of both intellectual and cycling prowess
A house church (a old country church building that became a house)
Tree farm on the hills
fields of pines
J. C. Hill’s Tree Farm
View of conifer crops
reptilian roadkill
Tim (husband) next to informative sign. At least they didn’t use the term “redskin savages.”
waterfalls leading to mill
Pure and delicious mountain spring water
inside the mill
at the mouth of the mill
Your responses are welcome.
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Lisa Colón DeLay writes often on matters of the attending to the inner life, creating a beloved community, spiritual formation, and consciousness. She is also a designer, teacher, speaker, and host of the weekly broadcast Spark My Muse since 2015. Lisa is Latina (born in Puerto Rico) and holds an MA in Spiritual Formation and is the author of "The Wild Land Within" (Broadleaf Books) and other books.
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