This not particularly inspiring view,

made me so freakin’ happy that it’s hard to describe. Exhultant might be a good word. It was cold, there was water in a small mountain lake, there were trees and there was distant melting snow and clouds too.

It was everything that Tucson in the summer, which is what I was escaping, that oppressive standing in front of the oven door heat, the blinding sunlight, the hateful plants, is not.

Man it amazing, wonder filled.