A couple surprises came my way on top of this mountain. Previously the thick forest up here seemed unappealing. But the forest's coolness fits in with the lateness of summer to inspire you with hopes of coolness. It is a beautiful -- but tantalizing -- thought.
I was also surprised how pleasant it was to hear the quiet gurgling of many small streams that have suddenly appeared after several days of drought-busting rains. People who live in backwoods home must have pleasures like this: pleasures that are humble to an outsider, but are nevertheless felt intensely.
To make this pleasure interesting and intense you need only contemplate the warm prairie just a few miles away and the torrid trenches of the Salmon and Snake rivers that are almost a mile beneath me in altitude.
This is a funny time of year. I start prematurely celebrating the killing off of another summer. Oh please be patient! It is good enough to have a green parasol for the next couple weeks.
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