You can’t see it in this picture/my camera couldn’t get it, but there is a chain-link fence on the top of this mountain, and it is preposterous — a narrow fenced-in rectangle that has nothing to do with the shape of the rock or the colors of the trees and desert and sky; a flimsy, trying, absurd thing; a sad thing. It doesn’t even show up in the picture.

I have been doing some major rethinking (and refeeling) walking lately. There are lots of words bubbling and streaming that will no doubt turn into many posts for this space, but for now it’s all adjectives and adverbs and abstractions–lists of themes and bundles of modifiers that might seem contradictory but do and need to coexist. The verbal structures to show how they coexist are still developing, and right now is not time to write those posts. For now, some pictures, some of which you have seen in previous (Re)Thinking Walking posts, which I think is just right, because walks are layered and interconnected like that. 

Remember you must live/remember you most love/remainder you mist leaf. – Ali Smith, Hotel World

Light changes, perspective shifts, everything is movement, movement is everything. Keep walking.