I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)
When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.
Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"
Spent an hour this morning looking for Morrells. It's about a week or so too early but I decided to scout out a couple of favorite spots anyway. Didn't find any but had a nice walk and saw some interesting sights.
wildflower
fresh lightning strike
Labels: lightning, mayapple, morrell mushrooms, wildflowers
posted by H. Stallard @ 10:03 AM
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God must love idiots…he made so freaking many of them.
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