Going to the Mountain Is Going Home: July 2010

Post Title from Dover Beach, by Matthew Arnold

God's Grandeur

THE WORLD is charged with the grandeur of God.

It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;

It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil

Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;

And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;

And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil

Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;

There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;

And though the last lights off the black West went

Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—

Because the Holy Ghost over the bent

World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

Going to the Mountain Is Going Home

Monday, July 19, 2010

Cedar Butte

Sunday, July 18, 2010

More...Including the Falls

Bridal Veil Falls and Lake Serene

Friday, July 9, 2010

Camano Island

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

But now I only hear / Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar

Westport