Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
M Trail in May 2011, May 2 1. New steps, sturdy 8x8s, grey gravel. Yellow forsythia seen in the parking lot below; ring of the bell in its tower. The updraft of wind. The eroded edge, a place to sit. A jumble of stone. Branches blocking the path and erosion. Green tufts of grass; last autumn's fruiting; biscuitroot. A black-white dog. 2. A moment's huff-and-puff. A three-leaf clover. Dark earth where soils seeps. A single yellowbell turning brown. Small white flowers, almost hidden. A smell, not of hill, but of town. 3. White peaks to the north; roar of traffic. Violet shooting stars. 4. How green the mountain, how devoid of flowers. A brown poodle. A short climb to 5. A bench. New moss; lichened stone; more yellowbells some yellow-green. A bush island; a path around it. one buttercup with 3 petals clinging; more flowers. An easy climb to 6. Rock outcrop. Brown-green growth of a copse of shrubs. One man in red going down the outer-edge; me climbing on the mountain's side. 7. From here, one notes the empty carpet of the stadium and the wasteland of parking lots. 12 steps up to 8. Fragrant grey-green leaves. 9. A sitting rock, smooth and weathered as if it belongs in water. Orange-grey lichen. Currant. A wire fence to 10. A longer rise to 11. Jutting south; short trek to 12. (six steps) A glance. the world at a slant. 13. ...and catching my breath. A path going south across the mountain. Tiny people below. Danny the dog making friends. Then the scramble up the mountain along the M as vertigo struck. Crawling on all 4s. The walk across the mountain. Photos at sunset and the long quiet walk home. Note: there are 13 switchbacks going up 600 feet. 248 |