Pete Groothuis

I think these protest would be ok if they chant “Hang ICE Pence”

A man from Gaylord caught that foul ball.

Spring in Boone NC

Western Michigan leads in the NCAA hockey championship game 4 to 2

Grandfather mountain in the fog

Snow on the mountain.

Welcome to March. Today it is “one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.". Dickens.

The littlest snowman

Blue Ridge dreaming

Christmas tree farm

Under the Blue ridge parkway. One of Patti’s favorite trails.

John Muir

The mountains are calling and I must go.

I'm back. I'm home. All the time, it was... We finally really did it. Planet of the Apes

Vonnegut states a granfalloon is a proud and meaningless association of human beings including any nation, anytime, anywhere.

Thanks

Still too low

Google has no backbone. They change the name of the Gulf of Mexico then turn of the comments so people can’t hurt their feelings.

That’s the time we are living in.

The WNBA needs a rival league. Salaries in the WNBA are way too low.

The WNBA needs a rival league.

As us Lions fans say at this he end of ever year there is always next season, next decade, sometime in the future.

To live only for some future goal is shallow. It’s the sides of the mountain which sustain life, not the top. Here’s where things grow. Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values (Phaedrus, #1)

Then, when you’re no longer thinking ahead, each footstep isn’t just a means to an end but a unique event in itself. This leaf has jagged edges. This rock looks loose. From this place the snow is less visible, even though closer. These are things you should notice anyway.

Mountains should be climbed with as little effort as possible and without desire. The reality of your own nature should determine the speed. If you become restless, speed up. If you become winded, slow down. You climb the mountain in an equilibrium between restlessness and exhaustion.

This is the best part of these men's farms, yet to this their warranty-deeds give no title. Emerson

Miller owns this field, Locke that, and Manning the woodland beyond. But none of them owns the landscape. There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet. This is the best part of these men's farms.

A touch of Spring from last year