Stark Light



We’ve been on vacation in the woods for about the last twenty-four hours. The day’s big event was a morning hike on top of a mountain. The light was so startlingly bright and stark, I couldn’t help taking pictures. I would call it poignant, but it wasn’t melancholic. It just was what it was. Loud and quiet, tiring and fresh and clear and itself. We are full of good food and exhausted by small cousins, but will probably stay up too late enjoying the rare company of seven siblings. And tomorrow we will get up and do it all over again.

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