Musings on genre writing, waterfall wandering, and peak bagging in the South's wilderness areas.
Monday, November 24, 2014
I'm gettin' old, folks. I can't do the letter-carrier deal and still come home and work on essays and fiction like I could in the past. I'm just flat wearing out, is the truth of it. I'll come back when I've been able to have a proper rest.
At the Maroon Bells. If you've seen the movie Jeremiah Johnson, then you've seen these iconic peaks.