After Green Meadows and Two Bushes of Blooming Wild Rose, We Head Down to Dry Sandy Country With Corresponding End Of Day Down Feelings.
“But as we leave New Meadows I note the long slant of the sun and a late afternoon depression begins to set in. At another time of day these mountain meadows would refresh me more, but we’ve gone too long. We pass Tamarack and the road drops down again from green meadows into dry sandy country. .. I guess that’s all I want to say for the Chautauqua today. It’s been a long session and perhaps the most important one. Tomorrow I want to talk about things that seem to turn one toward Quality and turn one away from Quality, some of the traps and problems that come up. .. Strange feelings from the orange sunlight on this sandy dry country so far from home. I wonder if Chris feels it too. Just a sort of unexplained sadness that comes each afternoon when the new day is gone forever and there’s nothing ahead but increasing darkness.“(Cont.Next)
Eleven miles after Tamarack, ID. More depression and fatigue for the Narrator and, no doubt, Chris. But except for the Narrator’s wondering about what Chris notices, we never hear about Chris unless Chris really voices it strongly. Narrator is mostly always thinking about own thoughts, feelings and state of emotion. My notes say “Smell of sage in the left over heat of the day. The new forming blossoms of wild rose smell of sweet raspberry”. I observed wild rose bushes all the way from here to well into Oregon.” In future pages of ZMM, the wild rose has pointed meaning.
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