14 May 05
Taking Joy in Things of Delight
Today we drove about 45 minutes due west, beyond the hillside where we got married two years ago, and headed into Cold Canyon.
This canyon is part of the UC Reserve System; it’s a creekside hike up a fairly steep trail in places. The rain has made the vegetation very lush; it was warm; I wondered about rattlesnakes a lot but as usual saw nary a one.
You’re encouraged to sign in and are invited to leave an optional comment beyond your name and the number in your party. “Sketching,” said Numenius, below the numerous “hiking” folks that were uphill. (The wags we met on the way out put “trotting” in this category.)
We sketched. We sat by the creek and used pens, pencils, crayons, watercolors, and the new stools I picked up at REI in Boston (okay, Reading) last week.
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I always thought it enormously odd that REI decided to locate in Reading. It was always a journey in itself just to get out there… and it is such a lonely place, right there next to the highway… and entirely too long a walk from the commuter train station…which is what I would have to use since I didn’t have a car.