“Beside the grand history of the glaciers and their own, the mountain streams sing the history of every avalanche or earthquake and of snow, all easily recognized by the human ear, and every word evoked by the falling leaf and drinking deer, beside a thousand other facts so small and spoken by the stream in so low a voice the human ear cannot hear them. “ — John Muir (1838-914, Mountain Thoughts
Showing posts with label golden grass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label golden grass. Show all posts
24 December 2021
11 March 2012
Beaver Stumped, Hieronymous Park, Hamilton, Montana
Montana’s beauty is amazingly accessible; I don’t even have to leave town for spectacular views. And taking the same paths never gets old because, if you’re looking, there’s always something you haven’t noticed before.
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