Today's hike took us high high up through one of the burned areas of the fires of 2000. It was an up and back hike and there were parts of the trail still covered with snow and lots of mud.
On the way up, I noticed signs of spring.
At the top, the wind was stiff. It felt raw up there. The view was raw. The wind felt raw. My heart felt raw. For me, it bordered on panic. Such a raw view. I could almost hear screams coming from somewhere deep within. It was that raw. And so beautiful. Yes, beauty can be raw.
Otto and Kate In 1998
20 hours ago