Morning was calm and early afternoon beautiful, with temps near sixty degrees. Then the wind rose out of the canyons and the trees on the mountaintop bowed to some unseen god in the east…The greatest gift of life on the mountain is time. Time to think or not think, read or not read, scribble or not scribble – to sleep and cook and walk in the woods, to sit and stare at the shapes of the hills. I produce nothing but words; I consume nothing but food, a little propane, a little firewood. By being utterly useless in the calculations of the culture at large I become useful, at last, to myself.
~ Philip Connors, from “Diary of a Fire Lookout” in Paris Review
Notes: Quote – Thank you Beth at Alive on All Channels. Photo: FOTO:MOG
I read something somwhere about mountain people being introverts, while ocean people are extroverts.
Hmmm
I especially love the last line.
Yes Russ. That’s the punch line. I’m with you.
I’m definitely a mountain girl 🍀🍃🌿
Really? Had you the other way!
I know, I swap over in the winter ha 😄
All over the place. Not surprised.
And to think one can experience mountain life anywhere…just turning off and turning in for a bit. It’s perfect
Yes…true.
the mountains hold a beauty unto themselves, but i find my calm by the water’s side.
I’m with Russ. Love the last line.
Have a great M’day weekend, David. ☀️
Me too Roseanne. Have a good weekend too.
Love this and the photo. Reminds me of “The Stranger in the Woods, ” by Michael Fink.
ah yes Cindy. What a story!
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On the mountain time … love it 💛
I read something some place about mountain individuals being thoughtful people, while sea individuals are outgoing individuals…
So interesting. Need to think about this. Thanks for sharing.