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Leaving Glacier Point, Spring Storm
Wendell Berry: "I stoop between the strands of a barbed-wire fence, and in that movement I go out of time into timelessness. I come into a wild place . . . The place has a serenity and dignity that one feels immediately; the creation is whole in it and unobstructed. It is free of the strivings and imperfections of places under the mechanical dominance of men. Here, what to a housekeeper's eye might seem disorderly is nonetheless orderly and within order; what might seem arbitrary or accidental is included in the design of the whole; what might seem evil or violent is a comfortable member of the household. Where the creation is whole nothing is extraneous. The presence of the creation here makes this a holy place, and it is as a pilgrim that I have come."