Tag: hiking

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  Journal #3 | Moss teaches me that connection is fluid

  I experience fear when the valley vanishes entirely into mist. At the point when I no longer see undulating curtains of rain, like aurora; instead I’m gazing over the auburn edge of bracken into white. I felt alone before. Beautifully alone to sing, to greet particularly fine herdwicks as I pass. Suddenly, I’m aware of…

  21st Oct 2025