the mountains we climb

I like climbing to the top of things: small mountains, large hills, tall church steeples, massive cathedral domes, crumbling castle walls, harbour-side ladies with lamps, twinkling towers of steel.  I'm not inordinately fond of unprotected heights; I'm a little unsteady on rail-less stairs; I'm less than adventurous when it comes to risking my neck. But. I like … Continue reading the mountains we climb