John Muir’s advice rings true in the economic worry of today-
Recession stress and Yellowstone’s good tidings. By Mark Menlove. A commentary in the Salt Lake Tribune.
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March 14, 2009 at 2:31 PM
Thank God for the Mountains! It is the only place where I feel restored, calm and happy. I’ll take the beauty of nature, anytime, over the hideousness of our man-made environment.
March 14, 2009 at 4:50 PM
Being outside seems to be a much stronger reality to me.
I can remember what I did each day of a trip, including many minor details, especially with photos to remind me.
After a while, it seems that the total time you spend outdoors occupies more of your life than the routine that actually does.
This reminds me a wooden sign my father and I came across in a remote creek valley when I was in high school. I can’t remember the exact words, but approximately, “Days spent fishing here are not subtracted by the gods from the lives of mortals.”