Scripps Sunday #131

 
sent early since you are leaving on Friday for your hike.... 
and this is PERFECT for your time soaking up the beauty next week.... 

For This I Walk Outside 
Not to escape the world,
but to be more wholly in it.
Sharp cold stings my cheeks —
not like a slap, but like the thrilling burn
of whiskey as it blazes down the throat —
the kind of wild aliveness
that brooks no choice
but to wake up to life,
to champion it, to know life
as the most wondrous thing
even as I steep in the ugliness
we humans commit.
This is what life asks of us.
I walk outside to be more wholly here,
here the way the Stellar’s jay is here.
Even on the coldest day,
its every fluffing, every peck, every head bob,
every flight is in service to life.
It’s never confused about its purpose.
I want to be in service.
Outside, everything is teacher:
the cold, the snow, the bird, the day,
this fallible, fabulous human race,
this improbable, beautiful planet in space.
To serve life, I must inhabit it wholly
and be inhabited by it, too.
As if it all could end tonight.
As if it goes on forever.
— Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

from Mason Lake on your 18th birthday hike 

from your hike to the Enchantments with Sarah and Isabelle 

Navajo Peak- hiking with tutus is always a good idea 

Vesper Peak trail 


Lila Lake 

Dolomites 
Marmot Pass 

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