Good morning!  A photo heavy post today, as I'm still a bit tired from the weekend.  Perfect weather--beautiful views--and yummy cherry pie.  What more could a girl ask for?!  I'm sharing William Stafford's poem "How to Regain Your Soul" today--I read it last week and thought it would be perfect after a visit to Door County.  I hope you enjoy it!

Come down Canyon Creek trail on a summer afternoon

that one place where the valley floor opens out. You will see

the white butterflies. Because of the way shadows

come off those vertical rocks in the west, there are

shafts of sunlight hitting the river and a deep

long purple gorge straight ahead. Put down your pack.

Above, air sighs the pines. It was this way

when Rome was clanging, when Troy was being built,

when campfires lighted caves. The white butterflies dance

by the thousands in the still sunshine. Suddenly, anything

could happen to you. Your soul pulls toward the canyon

and then shines back through the white wings to be you again.