Trip to Old Rag
November 6th 2008 The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair.
The seasons played around his knees
Like children round a sire.
Grandfather of the days is he,
Of dawn, the ancestor.
- Emily Dickinson
Wednesday, November 5th, 2008: We travel to Old Rag Mountain in Shenandoah National Park to walk, breath forest air, see and feel nature, and scramble among the rocks towards the
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