Thursday, April 8, 2010

Ahhh, Flagstaff.

How lovely you are, like Santa Fe only with younger, prettier people.

I'm listening to White Fang, and have been all day long. It has made my trip fly by. In fact I made it here in record time, at times clutching at my breast and willing the goodness of men and cursing the cruelty of men. I know the book is fiction but the truth is that there are many things that humankind does that is sickening, yet others that are beautiful. This book brings out the both the best and worst of us and a stern lesson that our actions have severe lasting effects.

On a lighter note, the sun is warm, the trees tall and healthy and I am content, pleased and excited. Tomorrow i start down the trail to the falls.

1 comment:

  1. I know I have some pretty good memories of you in Flag ;)