Lucky me....
One a clear day I see Mt. Rainier. It is grand. I actually cannot keep my eyes off of it, as it is majestic and stands out like nothing I have ever seen in my life.
When it has been overcast for several days, I forget it is there, and it is like a new gift to see it again.
It reminds me of the Petrarch essay: The Ascent of Mt. Ventoux, which essentially begged the question, why climb mountain? Because it is there.
"How earnestly should we strive, not to stand on mountain-tops, but to trample beneath us those appetites which spring from earthly impulses. With no consciousness of the difficulties of the way, amidst these preoccupations which I have so frankly revealed, we came, long after dark, but with the full moon lending us its friendly light, to the little inn which we had left that morning before dawn."
A metaphor for life
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