Fine, alright. Here’s what Mt. Carleton looked like the next morning:
First please, we should establish that probably the only reason I like winter hiking is because I forget how cold it is during the winter. Second, I forget because I am dumb. Third…
[trail writings, recorded in my science logs sometime in November?? 2017, from a cliff in northern Virginia]
It’s nearly springtime. The larks are almost…
I know it’s smart to not be up north right now.
1. It is warm down here.
2. I get to see family.
3. Friends, huzzah! Errybody loves a good friendship.
Maybe if I wasn’t so busy reading and sleeping, and eating things, I’d edit these and pretend to be a photographer human. Alas. Here’s a few more photos from November and October:
Happy Christmas, Hanukkah, winter solstice, happy new year to all your faces. The days are getting longer again.