by Brad Nelson 8/1/16
Glenn and I were talking back and forth in the background. And it’s revealing nothing personal to say that we are both the contemplative types. Suffice it to say, I’m guessing, unlike most people, he can make it from his front door to his car without texting anyone or chasing Pokemon monsters.
I enjoy getting away from it all, even if it’s only for an hour or two. I promised Glenn I would snap a couple shots (click on photos for a larger view) of my Hermitage at 1500 ft. It’s a small foothill that’s recently been logged and it now presents a sweeping view of Hood Canal looking northwest. It’s quite an effort to get to and so you have a whole mountain to yourself.
I don’t know why people have always climbed mountains to be nearer to the Almighty and to think deep thoughts, but such is the case. I think it’s not the altitude as much as it is leaving noisy and vulgar humanity behind.
With just the summer sun beating down on your head, eagles flying overhead, and a water-and-mountain watercolor as your personal panorama, you’d have to be a dull boy not to see a glimpse of the grandeur of the universe, at least our small corner of it.
Brad is editor and chief disorganizer of StubbornThings.
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