November hike-u


study in contrasts orange blaze, cold river, gray bark November beauty



And not related to the above poem (which I composed while hiking yesterday) but sort of...

I have no words today to explain how the mountains, rushing rivers, bare trees and sunsets give me life. Call to me and fill me to my very core. Seep into my bones and being. This is where I meet with God.


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