I am submitting this to Thursday doors today. It’s not a door really, except sometimes the views traveling or hiking or outdoors are doors into another consciousness… I think that hiking helps me through the door into feeling peaceful and that my problems or worries or hurt feelings are not really significant after all. They are small in this beautiful world. They shrink and seem insignificant.
I took this near the summit of Mount Townsend, looking back. There is Mount Ranier and then we had a discussion about the other peak to the right. Mount Adams, I think, because Mount St. Helen’s is not as tall….
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #116. Ok, yeah, it’s Thursday. I am thrown off by four days off, my son visiting all the way from Maryland and the news of the death of an old friend, Monday.
The lower branches of the trees are dead, but are covered with growth anyhow: the hanging beautiful moss. I don’t know how the moss holds on through the dry season. Meanwhile the tree continues upwards, new branches reaching up to the light.
Refugees welcome - Flüchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflüchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.