A Certain Serenity

I stand under Lee’s Cliff.
There is a certain summeriness
in the air now, especially under
a warm cliff like this, where
you smell the very dry leaves,
and hear the pine warbler
and the hum of a few insects,
—small gnats, etc.—and see
considerable growth and greenness.
Though it is still windy, there is,
nevertheless, a certain serenity
and long-lifeness in the air,
as if it were a habitable place
and not merely to be
hurried through.
The noon of the year
is approaching.
Nature seems meditating a siesta.
--Henry David Thoreau
(journal entry for April 27, 1860)

Grand Scenic Divide* with Mt. Huethawali
Phantom Canyon
outside Clear Creek Canyon
Glenn Gould plays the Goldberg Variations by J.S. Bach
Royal Arch Canyon

*upon which two of our intrepid correspondents are currently ensconced
{have some foot medicine for me, pilgrims}