Reflections Shared by Visitors
Journals are placed on benches where visitors can make a comment, draw, or share a thought.
The following visitor reflections were gleaned from these journal entries.
The grandmothers have called and I answered the call.
As I sat down on this calm, hot day, a breeze blew through. Mom spoke to me through the music of the chimes. I’m thankful. –Margie
Bless my brother Bruce and his son Matt. Both gone before we would want. Maybe now I see some things have a purpose. As we walk, we are guided by a dog named Chico. –P.B.
Ah – the sound of the trickling spring – so centering. I cannot believe how crystal clear the pond water is. It felt so good to splash my face in it. I am honored to have this experience. – Tracy S.
Thank you for preserving such a peaceful place. It is my favorite place in the Black Hills.
The grandmothers have called and I answered the call.
As I sat down on this calm, hot day, a breeze blew through. Mom spoke to me through the music of the chimes. I’m thankful. –Margie
Bless my brother Bruce and his son Matt. Both gone before we would want. Maybe now I see some things have a purpose. As we walk, we are guided by a dog named Chico. –P.B.
Ah – the sound of the trickling spring – so centering. I cannot believe how crystal clear the pond water is. It felt so good to splash my face in it. I am honored to have this experience. – Tracy S.
Thank you for preserving such a peaceful place. It is my favorite place in the Black Hills.