There are some people whose abilities with prose are just… above average. Far above average in the case of this post over at the Rabbit Room by Ron Block.

It is so still and serene there. God’s creation is; it’s just simply being itself. There is an immutable silence in nature that mere noise and activity can’t eradicate; the silence is always there under the noise, patiently waiting.

I recommend the read… it reminds me of the prose in Walt Morey books that I read over and over again when I was 10 or 11. The kind of stuff that boys dream of.