These brown weeds and grasses that we say are dying in autumn frosts are in a gushing, glowing current of life; they too are godful and immortal.

"The warm blood of God flows through these mountain granites, flows through these frozen streams, flows through trees living or fallen, flows through death itself.  These brown weeds and grasses that we say are dying in autumn frosts are in a gushing glowing current of life; they too are godful and immortal."

The Contemplative John Muir

Photo: Dried-out Fringed Gentian stalks glow in last light; Snowy Range, WY; September 16, 2013