"Today is one of those excellent January partly cloudies in which light chooses an unexpected part of the landscape to trick out in gilt, and then shadow sweeps it away. You know you’re alive. You take huge steps trying to feel the planet's roundness arc between your feet."
Annie Dillard, “On Foot in Virginia’s Roanoke Valley,” in The Abundance: Narrative Essays Old and New (2016)
▲ The tones and hues of Meridian #493 are reminiscent of the golden rays of sunset, bathing the contours of a mountain range. Looking at this piece, I am transported back to a delightful trek to Mount Roraima in Venezuela, which I embarked on in December 2015.
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