Showing posts with label Perfect mountains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Perfect mountains. Show all posts

Thursday, September 15, 2011

SUNDOWN ON CAPE COD -- HUH?

Yes, it's real
Funny how two weeks in the high Alps can make you think of screwy things.  Like for instance, if I told stories about watching sunsets on Cape Cod, would anyone believe me?  I have to admit that I myself was rather surprised to have to believe that there are, in fact, sundowns that can be viewed and enjoyed on Cape Cod.  As a matter of record, I can attest to seeing many Cape Cod sundowns at least as beautiful as the one pictured here.  The earth is a rather challenging place to inhabit, I must say.  Sometimes East is East and West is West, but there are times when you wonder.  Like sundowns on Cape Cod.  Or, and you've heard me say this before, turning toward the Pacific Ocean because that's where the water is in Massachusetts.  That's when it's "U-Turn time" in California.  You have all heard about the sundowns on Manila Bay and on Moana Loa Beach in Honolulu.  I don't want to spoil your life, but the map does very interesting things to your mind when you look these places up.  So don't look them up for sundowns.  Just go and enjoy them.  Like Cape Cod.  Don't sit there trying to figure it out.  Just go and thank God and Mother Nature that they are treating you to something special.
FIRST ONE UP AND LAST TO SLEEP, AND DANGEROUS EVEN THEN
Sunrises and sundowns in the high Alps are something else to Ooohh and Ahhhh about, but in a different way.  There are many aspects to the phenomena there, but the most common one, I think, is the slow unveiling and veiling that takes place every day right before your very eyes.  In the morning the majestic needles of the sky-scraping monsters shed their grey veils first.  Sometimes it is with the arrogance of a femme fatale before a brilliant, fiery, golden orange klieg-light.  Never does the arrogance last long.  Slowly, the demure grey returns and the only driving force of the day takes over to make everything the different shades of ashen grey to which we are all accustomed.  That too is not a permanent state.  Slowly the curvaceous ladies-in-waiting from the early AM begin to get their turn on the ramp.  Their points of beauty start to take on the shimmering and gleam of the departing sun for a swan-song while the morning princesses try vainly to expose what little bit of finery they have in a last-ditch effort to make an impression.  One has to wonder if they will ever learn.
Whether it is over water or over a fluffy bed of lazily wafting fog, the sun pats the crown of the proudest of the proud, the vigilant, ever staunch guardians of the territory that lays at their flank.  It matters not whether the inhabitants on either side are friendly to one another or just downright indifferent.  The Massif is always there.  Dauntless.  Non-negotiating.  Sometimes, like this one, claiming innocent lives for who knows what God.  But the majesty only gets better and the relationship with the lesser creatures takes on an aura of great respect.  That is perhaps why paeans like this one are produced in homage to the creator who gave them their purpose and who maintains them on the job.  Mother Earth and her children need them.  Even if only to appreciate the majesty, the grandeur and the beauty that they bring to our lives.  Last week one of them teamed up with the fog-bank to give us this sign of hope.  Enjoy it.
GET UP EARLY AND GO RAINBOW SURFING IN THE ALPS

Friday, August 5, 2011

MOUNT TABOR -- EVERY COUNTRY HAS ONE

Good morning.  I have two thoughts today, and if I don't stop thinking I may just get another one.  We wouldn't want that to happen, I'm sure.
You are looking at Mount Tabor in the Galilee Region of Israel. It is that quite symmetrical protuberance in about the center of the picture.  Today is an important day on the Catholic calendar because this is the day that we celebrate the Transfiguration of Jesus Christ.  [8/6] This is important to us because it is Jesus' Moses moment.  It is like the day when God appeared to Moses in the burning bush and gave Moses His name.  We celebrate a happening of similar magnitude today, when in the presence of Moses and Elijah God tells the disciples and the world that Jesus is His Son.  There is also something else that strikes me about this particular site.  It is that it has always been reported in the bible as a most strategic outpost.  It is clear to see by the position of it, that it has control over three directions, all three leading into the richest part of the country, the Jezreel Valley.  My favorite of the stories is the one that is written in Judges, chapter 4.  I will let you enjoy it in the words of the Bible itself.  One of the main characters is a guy named Barak.  See what you think of this dude.  The story is short, so it won't take much of your time.
One of the spectacular things of the nearly perfect shape of the Mountain is that it affords the clearest and most favorable lighting aspects of the valley.  The other thing is that it is not a volcano.  So many symmetrical mountains are celebrated for their shape and also for the "life" that they possess by being "fired up."  In the spirit of being fair to you all, I'll name the best of the best here.  Mayon, Republic of the Philippines; Fuji, Japan; Shishaldin, Alaska, USA; Mount Arenal, Costa Rica; Mount Cotopaxi, Ecuador, one of the highest at 19,000+ feet;  Mount Taranaki, New Zealand; Mount Osorno, Chile.  How's that for a ring of fire?  Mount Tabor does not have that kind of "presence" but it has served in history and perhaps even to this day as God's Crow's Nest. And look at that symmetry!  Now look at what you see from it's peak.



That's only one direction.  So folks, those of you who open the Bible now and then can see why God chose Israel for His people...All due respect to our Japanese friends :-)!