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Month: January 2015



Gate 39
January 2015

I keep returning to this hill, more for the challenge getting up it than the scenery- although the grade is so dramatic and immediate that the very vegetation seems sympathetic. Or whatever vegetation is left to the face the extreme winds and sphincter-taking views.  A monocultural regimen, too harsh, spare, and single-minded to nourish or encourage the stragglers. Without the stouter outlying firs to support them, the skinny pole stand trees seem to fall down the hill in exhaustion. My turn to be sympathetic- after rounding this turn and seeing the hill that was waiting there, I almost tumbled down the hill myself.