The mountains call, and there's nothing I can do to resist. They are in my blood, part of my history, and more dear and remembered than my kin. The ashes of my father's side of the family are spread in the Wallowa-Witmans and the ashes of my youth in the Cascades. The mountains are where I would camp, contemplate, exercise, socialize, have sex, and threaten suicide; it's where life happened. I was unaware of the vast expanse of wilderness I was born within until it was no longer there. All my life, the wilderness was simply ordinary, as routine as my morning shit, and permeating life like the thoughts in my head. Today, however, it feels as distant as an old lover.
HOME-NESS
HOME-NESS
HOME-NESS
The mountains call, and there's nothing I can do to resist. They are in my blood, part of my history, and more dear and remembered than my kin. The ashes of my father's side of the family are spread in the Wallowa-Witmans and the ashes of my youth in the Cascades. The mountains are where I would camp, contemplate, exercise, socialize, have sex, and threaten suicide; it's where life happened. I was unaware of the vast expanse of wilderness I was born within until it was no longer there. All my life, the wilderness was simply ordinary, as routine as my morning shit, and permeating life like the thoughts in my head. Today, however, it feels as distant as an old lover.