So what do you do when there is no time in the day left to be human? No second free in the daily routine to simply be a man under the open sky?
You walk. Early in the morning, you walk to work, and when the day is done, and the sun is falling again; you walk home.
It is my reprieve from the demands of the day, and the pressures of life.
I can not adequately explain to you how important it is do take the time away from the city lights, and to walk under the stars like one of their long-lost children.
There are moments that can not be captured by word, or photograph, those moments of beauty that rush upon the senses, and drown out the worries, and cares of this petty existence.
Walking under the dark canopy of night, and likewise; to see the sun rise over the hills -gives a sense of place to life on this earth.