It has been far too long since I’ve posted…
Perhaps it was the “romantic” (if that’s what you call a 45+ pound pack and grueling frozen skin track to out weekend hut) getaway we took a few weeks ago to celebrate love, endurance, and Colorado sunshine?
I suppose it could also be the packing and re-packing of boxes, books, gear and more as we prepare for life in a new home.
Or, maybe the week of work and exploration at Yosemite?..
Whatever the reason, I apologize to myself (maybe to all of you that read this as well..though, I’m not sure if you follow these words regularly…just know that I do appreciate you and any visit you may make to this blog).
My first week in Yosemite was Powerful. This place is thought-provoking. It is awe-inspiring. This world within and surrounding the granite and bark is power and peace, beautiful life, beautiful loss, challenge and ease. It is a reminder of what was and hints at what could be…
I am amazed by the power a place can possess as it provides an opportunity to walk among giants.