Missing the Mountains

I came across my rain jacket earlier. I last wore it in the mountains. It had dried mud caked on it and smelled of campfire. I miss the mountains. I don’t think I will wash my rain jacket just yet.

We are now in the mountains, and they are in us…
John Muir

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