I sing the mighty power of God that made the mountains rise,
that spread the flowing seas abroad and built the lofty skies.
I sing the wisdom that ordains the sun to rule by day;
the moon shines forth at his command and all the stars obey.
I've been able to take two day trips with friends outside of Bogotá lately. I live in such a beautiful country.
out on the lake by Guatavita
mid-afternoon in Guatavita
The sound of water running over rocks, fresh mountain air, and even being out in the drizzle all make my soul rest.
fog in the mountains near La Vega
I didn't realize how much I miss the sound of running water until I was here.
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