Embattled as we are, we sound retreat
Sometimes we need a respite from the storm
To step away is not to cry defeat
Embattled as we are, we sound retreat
To solitude, to quiet oh-so-sweet
To limestone that the sun has warmed
Embattled as we are, we sound retreat
Sometimes we need a respite from the storm
Threshold at Laity Lodge in Texas is one of my favorite places in the whole world.
I’ve been there to watch the sun rise, and I’ve been there to watch the sun set — and I’ve been there at all hours in between.
It is peaceful and strong and restful and restorative. Who knew that a piece of art could do all that?
I probably have hundreds of photographs of Threshold — from close-ups of insects climbing on the limestone to all-encompassing shots taken from a distance as I walked around it to shots taken with her walls.
In Threshold, I recognize Psalm 48. I have numbered her towers – one – and considered well her ramparts. It’s not Zion, but it points me in that direction.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
Some of my best times at Laity have been spent in Threshold, and having you there has been such a blessing. Love you, Sally.
I feel the same way.
My heart perked up the second I saw that top photo. I love that place. So glad we got to meet there. Did I tell you about the time I went when there were some teenagers inside it and only one of them saw me and she thought I was a Native American apparition?
No — you never told me about that, but I do recall a video of you playing a flute or a whistle at Threshold and it was haunting.
Yes, yes — so glad we got to meet at Laity!
it must be an amazing experience…
It is.
It does seem peaceful.
Beautiful! I love that you reference Psalms!
Thank you so much for the follow.