The mountain is small, comparatively speaking, but it’s weather patterns rival those of the harshest in the world making it one of the United States’ most dangerous mountains. I was aware of this and many other facts about Mount Washington in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. I was aware that in 1934, the weather stationContinue reading “When the Mountain is in Control”
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Changing Winds: A Poem
The wind is blowing Through my lungs, Casting my hair into my eyes. I breathe in the changing winds; Breathing in the changing times.
Fireflies And Jars 