Thursday, September 5, 2013

Come to the woods, for here is rest

John Muir's invitation resonates deeply within me, and I come to appreciate it more and more each year.
"Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains." — John Muir, from John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir, (1938), page 235.
I had the day off from work, so I worked on my mental health today. I now feel calm, refreshed, and ready for another hectic day in the bookstore. Here's a summary of my day:
  • Woke up early and enjoyed drinking my coffee more leisurely
  • Read a couple chapters in a biography of John Muir
  • Took the dog for a walk in the woods
  • Took a nap for about an hour
  • Read some more
  • Took a late afternoon hike alone. Took a few pictures along the way.
  • Stayed out until sunset, and thought of John Muir's famous quote about only going for a walk.
"I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in." — John Muir

Leaf and stump
Elm leaves in afternoon sun
Tall Ironweed (Vernonia gigantea)

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