it's no good unless it's real.

The shock of the real. For a little while we are again able to see, as the child sees, a world of marvels. For a few moments, we discover that nothing can be taken for granted, for if this ring of stone is marvelous then all which shaped it is marvelous, and our journey here on earth, able to see and touch and hear in the midst of tangible and mysterious things-in-themselves, is the most strange and daring of all adventures. ABBEY

Morning y'all,

It's the first truly wintry day since I've gotten up here about 2 weeks ago. The high yesterday reached 42 degrees and the overnight low dipped down to 22 degrees. It was 24 degrees and the mountain is enjoying a stunning-as-always undercast, clear as a bell up high with clouds settling in around 4,000'. The mountain received .95" of rain yesterday and got relatively icy overnight. Trails are sure to be slick, so pack some sort of traction devices if you intend to summit.

It is just outrageously beautiful out right now. It is the kind of morning that really makes you pinch yourself and question whether this is real life or some sort of wonderful drifty dream that is capitalizing on all your wildest hopes for perfect bluebird skies, twirling marshmallow clouds, ever changing colour beyond colour and a serenity beyond common experience. I intend to walk amongst this landscape, engaging with this all too real reality, staying rooted to the joys of my delicious present, drinking it all in like a parched wildflower in spring rain. As Janis said, get it while you can.