365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Beneath The Ramparts
Day 22: It felt good to get back to work today after such a long hiatus, good to see that for all the posturing and foolishness of recent weeks, some stability remains in the Universe. Rampart Ridge hadn't tumbled down. The grasses in Longmire Meadow continued to gossip among themselves in soft whispers. The shadows took the pools and hot springs in their arms and sang to them as gently as they had ever done. Beyond the evergreens, above the ridges and folds of land, the Mountain dominated Earth and sky. Everything was just as I'd left it, if perhaps a little more golden around the edges. Three weeks is a long time to go without touching base with your oldest friends.
Labels:
hand-tint layers,
Longmire Meadow,
MORA,
Mount Rainier,
Rampart Ridge
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