A thousand clouds, ten thousand streams,
Here I live, an idle man,
Roaming green peaks by day,
Back to sleep by cliffs at night.
One by one, springs and autumns go,
Free of heat and dust, my mind.
Sweet to know there’s nothing I need,
Silent as the autumn river’s flood.
~ Han-Shan “Words from Cold Mountain, Poem IV)
Some photos from a hike I did up to Twisp Pass and back on September 16th, my 38th birthday. Wonderful to be alive and able to get to places like this!
written by David LaFever