Dear Kearsarge Pass, With your striking red furrowed bark of Foxtail Pines, cousin of the Bristlecone Pines. Soft rounded valley formed by the ancient lapping of glacial tongues. And alpine lichens slowly crawling on the teeth of giants. Loved every […]
Its hard to remember all the great articles that one comes across during the course of a day, but there’s always a few that seem to pop out and need to be acknowledged, remembered, noted. The two prominent ones from […]
