Wind down country roads toward the river, thick, majestic river to which all roads lead, there’s a mountain pass near Cairo (pronounced care-o, if you know) where you shoot straight out of the foliage into an endless panorama that you could not have expected. I meander into the small hudson valley town just before the community pool closes, sign in on the printed register, swim a lap in the pool to let the 90 degree heat evaporate, summer is endless if you let it.
Just remember these truths are hard won.
Keep them, even when the steam has turned to mist in the sky beyond.
No comments:
Post a Comment