a first and last

well, we finally did it:  the full circuit of clifton gorge and john bryan, consisting of 4 1/2 to 5 miles RT and several hours worth of rugged trails along a deep water gorge between huge cliffs, waterfalls, streams, and forest, left by ancient glaciers.  E. used to hike it alone as a kid, as her only refuge, and will miss it as if it were her family.  so it’s like a first and a last.

there are so many beautiful scenes to try to capture this time of year, as the first breath of autumn starts to move in.  here are just a few.

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lasts

we’ve had quite a few firsts, but now we’re moving into ‘lasts’—possibly the last time we’ll see places like john bryan park, or the ice cream place, etc.  (or in other words, we’d better get some hiking in to justify the ice cream we’re going to eat, it possibly being ‘the last time’).

here are some ‘last’ (?) scenes of john bryan.

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here are some farm animals at the ice cream place.

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here is some fall produce at the farm market.

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here is a historical house in yellow springs that was a stop on the underground railroad.  it’s hard to tell from the photo, but it’s a round house.

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and now, back to the waiting room, while all the moving parts attempt to align.

 

just a thought

i love how, because of the internet, many countries are falling all over themselves to act more humanitarian than the next one, because you can no longer get away with committing genocide, violence, and human rights violations in a dark corner, unscrutinized by the world.  meanwhile, the great USA, once considered (mostly by itself, in denial of the genocide and slavery it was built upon) a role model of freedom and sanctuary, by contrast is looking more and more like a white supremacist fascist fortress, as conservative morons mystifyingly increase their popularity and power over mindless sheep.  hmm, sounds familiar.  one hopes international pressure to act more humanitarian and less medieval will expose us for what we are becoming, before history repeats itself, and we ourselves become the refugees desperately seeking a sane place to live.