Musings on Travel and Life
Not all moments have to move the heart. There is comfort in the stillness of a mediocre book Not all landscapes have to stop the breath. There is beauty in the spruces under thinly weeping skies Not all meals have to melt the mouth. There is dinner in the noodles with the cheaply flavored sauce …
I was far above treeline, but the cliff was warm. The granite had absorbed the sun for hours, and now, in the late-morning calm, the rock was starting to return the heat. The temperature was a gentle weight, stirred by the softest whisper of breeze, and I might have imagined a beach if it wasn’t …
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Do not act because others have plans. Act because of the comfort slowly starving your soul; the dullness yearning for winds of change. Do not act because it’s a good time. Act because of the tension clearing when you commit; the burden melting like mist at dawn. Do not act because acting makes sense. Act …
Little house, island of heat, sanctuary in the snow Darkened squares, windows of night, hinting at winter outside. Creamy walls, hanging with art, pictures of family past Heated lamp, gently aglow, bathing the living room gold. Fresh-cut spruce, scented with sap, presents collected beneath Steaming tea, seeping with mint, cooling in wait to be drank. …
The day was hot, but I was cool, still damp from my last swim in the river. I’d been jumping in every half an hour, fully clothed, letting the desert heat dissipate in the current. Then I’d ran on, enjoying a temporary immunity from the sun as I took in the view. Near the river …