Who in the world do you feel most similar to?

 I love to read his of experiences and thoughts as he wandered the High Sierras;

 “Found a lovely lily. It is white with a faint purplish tinge inside at he base of the petals, a most impressive plant, pure as a snow crystal, one of the plant saints that all must love and be made so much the purer by it every time it is seen. It puts even the roughest mountaineer on his good behavior. With this plant the whole world would seem rich though none other existed. It is not easy to keep up with the camp cloud while such plant people are standing preaching by the wayside.”
~John Muir


“The horizon is bounded and adorned by a spiry wall of pines, every tree harmoniously related to every other; definite symbols, divine hieroglyphics written with sunbeams. Would I come to understand them! The stream flowing past the camp through the ferns and lilies and alders makes sweet music to the ear, but the pines marshaled around the edge of the sky make yet sweeter music to the eye. Divine beauty all. Here I could stay tethered forever with just bread and water, nor would I be lonley; loved freinds and neighbors, as love for everything increased, would seem all the nearer however any miles and mountains between us.”
~ John Muir

“The sun shines not on us, but in us.

The river flows not past, but through us…”

~John Muir

“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's energy will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares drop off like autumn leaves.” ~John Muir

What a wonderful way to celebrate Laurie!
“All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which of the world's wildernesses I first should wander.”
~John of the Mountains 1912