100 Words: Green

February 11, 2008

Summertime mountains are green. Not the green of money or envy, but a deep, pure green. Seeing mountains of evergreen trees and others in their healthiest states doesn’t take you by surprise or startle the eye. Yet it’s a subtle green. Feeling. You can stare at it for days, and it won’t get old. Yet it gets newer and newer.  You find intricacies. Shades. Reflections. Of yourself.  Of nature. A mysticism that doesn’t  grow out of manufacturing and mass production but only the depth of the beauty of nature. That green you see when you look at the Adirondacks,  Himalayas.


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