Any flatlander with big mountain dreams inevitably ends up at a place like this – the biggest hill they can find nearby. In our town, this place is called Abe’s Hill. Runners and hikers gather here to build their strength, 30ft of elevation at a time.
Thanks to Mike, Devyn, and the whole Arete crew for building dreams here together.
Lightning in the sky
Stop to question why
I’m atop Abe’s Hill
Sunrise
Spilling over
Silhouettes
Run through the long grass
And over the hill again
Forgetting why
Small steps
To big summits
Foot hills
View of the bird’s eye
At the top of the hill
Flying grackle
The hills
Alive with the sound
Of breathing
Up the hill
And down
The sunny side
The white hare
Over the snowy hill
Disappearing act
Run to the top
Of the hill to encounter
The wind