"One of the most important--and most neglected--elements in the beginnings of the interior life is the ability to respond to reality, to see the value and the beauty in ordinary things, to come alive to the splendor that is all around us in the creatures of God. We do not see these things because we have withdrawn from them. In a way we have to. In modern life our senses are so constantly bombarded with stimulation from every side. The first step in the interior life, nowadays, is not, as some might imagine, learning not to see and taste and hear and feel things. On the contrary, what we must do is begin by unlearning our wrong ways of seeing, tasting, feeling, and so forth, and acquire a few of the right ones" --Thomas Merton
I never knew Idaho was so beautiful. We drove from Provo to a place stealing New Mexico’s nick name. The real land of enchantment titled Lava Hot Springs for your river tube. Memories of Skagway, Alaska fired. On the small main street, a grey haired bun museum lady will appreciate visitors. We camped on the river, got ice cream cones, played pool listening to Johnny cash, looked at the sunken garden with the display “Oops Begonia”, a planter spilled over with flowers trailing out of it. Each hotel is comparable to the Union Hotel in Los Alamos, each acquiring personal hot spring rock swimming holes. $5.50 will allow an all day boil starting at 112 degrees and markings of Oregon Trail history folk. They took their human load off. I took my solitude load off. The mornings bring more enchantment as Bryan replaces a valve on the trailer tire for 10$ and a woman owning a store called positive space gives beautiful coffee. I read national geographic on her porch and bought two of the same rings from her. She told me later they were from Peru. Brass, bronze and silver swirls. I’m contented to be wearing Peru again. Mountain Mayhem more adventurous then others, rents tubes during the high water melt. Please rent a quad.
"One of the most important--and most neglected--elements in the beginnings of the interior life is the ability to respond to reality, to see the value and the beauty in ordinary things, to come alive to the splendor that is all around us in the creatures of God. We do not see these things because we have withdrawn from them. In a way we have to. In modern life our senses are so constantly bombarded with stimulation from every side. The first step in the interior life, nowadays, is not, as some might imagine, learning not to see and taste and hear and feel things. On the contrary, what we must do is begin by unlearning our wrong ways of seeing, tasting, feeling, and so forth, and acquire a few of the right ones" --Thomas Merton
I never knew Idaho was so beautiful. We drove from Provo to a place stealing New Mexico’s nick name. The real land of enchantment titled Lava Hot Springs for your river tube. Memories of Skagway, Alaska fired. On the small main street, a grey haired bun museum lady will appreciate visitors. We camped on the river, got ice cream cones, played pool listening to Johnny cash, looked at the sunken garden with the display “Oops Begonia”, a planter spilled over with flowers trailing out of it. Each hotel is comparable to the Union Hotel in Los Alamos, each acquiring personal hot spring rock swimming holes. $5.50 will allow an all day boil starting at 112 degrees and markings of Oregon Trail history folk. They took their human load off. I took my solitude load off. The mornings bring more enchantment as Bryan replaces a valve on the trailer tire for 10$ and a woman owning a store called positive space gives beautiful coffee. I read national geographic on her porch and bought two of the same rings from her. She told me later they were from Peru. Brass, bronze and silver swirls. I’m contented to be wearing Peru again. Mountain Mayhem more adventurous then others, rents tubes during the high water melt. Please rent a quad.
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