Ultra running and writing, writing about ultra running
Love Springs in Yosemite
The smell of thawing pine tree detritus, soggy from melting snow, perfumes the air rogue streams of snowmelt spill across granite, collect in pools, and yield blooms from flowers; snowplants, leopard lilies, lupine, blue dicks released from their protective snow cover so too does her heart emerge from slumber’s healing hibernation after hardship. The warm sunlight begets new life, new love her heart has aroused like this wilderness free again to explore with wanderlust. Vertical cliffs of granite blush under the gaze of the setting sun where the lovers meet and kiss as sunset turns to dusk.