"Sauntering in any direction, hundreds of these happy sunplants brushed against my feet in every step, and closed over them as if I were wading in liquid gold . . . The great yellow days circled by uncounted, while I drifted . . . , lying down almost anywhere on the approach of night. And what glorious botanical beds I had! Oftentimes on awaking I would find several new species leaning over me and looking me full in the face, so that my studies would begin before rising."
The Contemplative John Muir
Photo: Glacier Lilies, Snowy Range, WY; July 14, 2014
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