I keep wanting to…

…describe everything vs. experience it. This new home has turned me into a cyclops tourist —  snowy mountains, raging river, train horn, eagles and owls are all amazing and new. I know already that they will become normal. In my twenties I was in awe of landscapes when I travelled. A Big Joy that I would write about, describing say a night near a river as a silvery photo negative. But now I am looking down at the dogs. They call tired feet dogs don’t they?

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