(I need a year in Idyllwild, California.)

Last May 2018. I drove for one hour up a mountain range to Idyllwild.  My brother own a house on the mountain. No population, no rushing and kind people.
I found the place I needed,
one day, Johnnie going stop, rest and write the great novel in Idyllwild.
This land was molded by God’s hands,
acres of trees and free land.
Beauty to behold and a teacher.
We must open our eyes and enjoy the gifts of nature.
Idyllwild, a miracle in a world. Needing to slow down and learn we must lead with concern, love and kindness. We must pay attention to each other and listen. Be kind to nature and to each other.
                             Dancing Coyote