Hiking up Big Hump with mists traveling over the ranges hanging heavy in the low areas. The trail is narrow, barely a footstep wide and bare earth with some rocks in places. It meanders up the massive bald a gentle, very much human-formed path up though the expansive mountainside. Long, fine grass covers the meadows punctuated with yellow and tiny blue and white wildflowers. The grass weeps over both sides of the trail, heavy with water. Passing though brushes my bare calves with cool soft water as if being washed by feathers.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
A sensory memory
Hiking up Big Hump with mists traveling over the ranges hanging heavy in the low areas. The trail is narrow, barely a footstep wide and bare earth with some rocks in places. It meanders up the massive bald a gentle, very much human-formed path up though the expansive mountainside. Long, fine grass covers the meadows punctuated with yellow and tiny blue and white wildflowers. The grass weeps over both sides of the trail, heavy with water. Passing though brushes my bare calves with cool soft water as if being washed by feathers.
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