Feb 2020
A morning dew greets the sun,
Forming crystal beads upon the grass.
As a courtesy to this rising flame,
And to that falling luminary,
The mountain brushes off the cool air,
Forming flavorless cotton candy
At its imposing base.
A darkened sky
Lightens up
As a bomb of color
Blows up the east,
Smearing the sky with color.
Forming crystal beads upon the grass.
As a courtesy to this rising flame,
And to that falling luminary,
The mountain brushes off the cool air,
Forming flavorless cotton candy
At its imposing base.
A darkened sky
Lightens up
As a bomb of color
Blows up the east,
Smearing the sky with color.
I remember the sights like these that I saw on the way to climb Mt. Washington back in August. I was a bit nervous at first bc it’s such a tall mountain and I was doing the second hardest route, but it was fun... and it absolutely killed my legs for the next 3 days.
