Yosemite
Sunday I spent the day seeing Yosemite for the first time. A cousin
of mine thought I needed a day off.
Whoa. Yeah baby.
If you’ve never been to Yosemite then go. If you’ve
been there then make plans to go again. Real soon.
The water was sufficient enough to make the waterfalls glorious enough,
glorious enough for me. I waded in the Merced River. Freezing cold. Right
in time for the sweaty hundred plus degree weather in anus-ville, a.k.a.
“Fresno”.
Sitting under the waterfall, looking over at Half Dome, I thought:
“Wow. What a great place for a parking lot.” But all in all, we’d done
not a bad job really at preserving the natural beauty of Yosemite.
Much has been written about the splendor and magnificence there,
for me it was a needed day off and one I shall remember for forever.
Thanks, cuz.
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Okay,
Father Luke
