No moose at these falls, at least not when I have been there. Too steep, too close to a highway buzzing with autos and motorhomes, even a motorcycle or two, or a whole gang now and then. Refreshing deep waters at their base make these more like summer swimmer falls, inviting on hot days for those who seek out the secluded coolness of this watery wonderland. ♨
The inequities of our investment in food stability seem distant from the calm Ohio landscape. For now all is well on the farm, where at least a few hardworking Americans have earned their good lives.
The difference between pilgrims and tourists is a perennial question. The best answer I have found came from a conversation with Peter Brown.
On a winter visit to the Fernhill Wetlands in Forest Grove, Oregon, ice covered the lake, thick enough to support a crowd of Canada geese. The breeze did not allow a leisurely contemplation of the scene; the morning blew hard through me and left me empty of thought or feeling or desire. I moved quickly through the landscape, leaning like the cattails bent by wind. ♨
The Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone is unlike any other canyon in color, charm, in picturesque calendar-ready beauty, wild and frightening.
The Beatles in Walnut Ridge, Arkansas: murals, a yellow submarine, and an Abbey Road sculpture commemorate the tiny town’s surprise visit in 1964 from the immortal band.