“I used to envy the father of our race, dwelling as he did in contact with the new-made fields and plants of Eden; but I do so no more, because I have discovered that I also live in ‘creation’s dawn.’ The morning stars still sing together, and the world, not yet half made, becomes more beautiful every day.” -John Muir
I just read an email from my brother, who lives in Washington. He sent me a slideshow from a hunting trip he took with a group on horseback. Pictures of grizzlies, elk, mountain peaks, pack mules… the images swam together in my head getting mixed up with images from books I’ve read about life in the wild west. How cool is it that that life is still possible, and being lived by one’s own brother?! Yet, I confess to a stab of jealousy… wildlife in the suburbs of Chicago just isn’t the same thing.