At Butte Lake
Two days at Butte Lake now; three weeks ago, when I started my trip I mentioned signs that eras were closing, and here they are again. The first: Spontaneous camping trips to long favored locales will require planning, contradictory as that obviously is. Most of the...
Thoughts From My Journal – Misinterpreted
Last night I sat watching the moon, barely gibbous at its zenith directly above, with a halo holding on about 15 degrees radius. Also the stars with Orion not far west of the moon. Wispy cloudy. I love desert nights and can sit for hours keeping an eye out on the sky....
Thoughts From My Journal – At the Canyon Rim
Walked to the Canyon rim, first view from there this trip and as always, a shocking sight; besides the unique beauty it invariably takes me into deep time: six million years to carve the Canyon and the side canyons, formations, and myriad astonishing features, a long...
Thoughts From My Journal – Being Elder
It feels paradoxical: on the one hand, age brings physical diminishment; I’m slower, weaker, less resilient, so perhaps the capacity to manage gripes is concurrently reduced and maybe we elders become more thin-skinned with age so our resistance to annoyance is lower...