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In Loving Memory of Chris 10/13/71 - 05/19/08

In Loving Memory of Chris 10/13/71-6-19-08, originally uploaded by sheepshepherd.

"Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life."
— John Muir (A Thousand-Mile Walk to the Gulf)
This was by far my favorite place to find this summer... I had been looking at this are before Chris died in hopes we'd find it together in spirit we did. I cant wait till the winter. This will be my #1 destination even before I ski.

The Gate Keeper

I finally made it into the "Pool Of Cold Fire". It was just as amazing as I thought it would be. Good enough for a second trip in 3 days later.

 It's always with Chris on my heart... I miss so much what we did not get to share. The Gate keeper comes at the time when fall is in the air and my heart is heavy with sorrow, as we should be celebrating my beloved husbands 39th birthday.  God had other plans.  I am thankful I am able to have the courage and strength to endure and enjoy the beauty around me with only my memories.  

"Pool of Cold Fire"

Entering the Gate Keeper. Fulda Creek is the small fall in the distance.

Past the Gate Keeper into the "Gorge of Many Gorges"

The Prize!

Thank You 

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by.
My love is strong, with you there is no wrong,
together we shall go until we die. My, my, my.
An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look... see.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,
Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.
Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad.
If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Robert Plant