In youth, before I lose any of my senses, I can remember that I was all alive, and inhabited my body with inexpressible satisfaction; both its weariness and its refreshment were sweet to me. Thoreau
Top photo: Just your typical face-melting, mind-blowing, ego-crushing beauty. Above: The magic hour!
Morning,
It was a ridiculously nice day yesterday. The high was 51 degrees. The low was 36 degrees. It was 44 and clear at observation. It looks like we'll have another beautiful, blustery day.
On the way back to camp from sunset at Cliff Tops, I noticed something unusual. As I neared one of the windy, gap sections with a lot of blowdowns, you could actually see the Earth breathing. The wind moved dead trees and root systems gently up and down with a slow tenderness. You could stand on these systems and slowly move with the earth's pulsing. This place never fails to show me something new, long as I keep my eyes open.
It was a ridiculously nice day yesterday. The high was 51 degrees. The low was 36 degrees. It was 44 and clear at observation. It looks like we'll have another beautiful, blustery day.
On the way back to camp from sunset at Cliff Tops, I noticed something unusual. As I neared one of the windy, gap sections with a lot of blowdowns, you could actually see the Earth breathing. The wind moved dead trees and root systems gently up and down with a slow tenderness. You could stand on these systems and slowly move with the earth's pulsing. This place never fails to show me something new, long as I keep my eyes open.
Mt. LeConte Swim Team!
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