It’s currently 24 degrees and 'semi-socked in'* on Mount Le Conte. High Top is resting right at the top of the cloud layer. I’m no meteorologist but the rising sun may shove the cloud ceiling down like yesterday.Occasional gusts still push moderately against the mountain.
*Before I could post this, the cloud ceiling dropped, leaving inverted skies!
Contrast appeared to be the key. Coffee, after three days away, tasted better than before. A cool calm mountain, after a foray of warm winds, felt refreshing. Just yesterday my feet were carrying me swiftly around the mountain in shorts and a short-sleeve shirt. Taking another sip of coffee, this new day would be spent nestled away in a novel, maybe a biography, or maybe I wouldn’t read at all - maybe I would merely watch the kerosene burn, maybe I’d disappear into the forest for a spell. There was nothing to lose and everything to gain…
An unplanned day in heaven is still a day in heaven, after all.
"True happiness is... to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future."