As we look out from Thousand Lake Mountain and the Aquarius, impressions so ethereal they cannot be captured in words glide fleetingly through our consciousness. They do not require words, they defy words, and they could not be conveyed with words. He was speaking of the acts of Russia and not the messages of nature, but his words describe, as succinctly as a few words can, how Gloria and I regard the mysteries of the Enchanted Wilderness. Surely we do in some respects if not in all. This is a hypnotic place that casts a spell on those who are susceptible.
Responses are all a matter of personal, temperamental idiosyncrasy.
Familiarity has not brought contempt or satiation in our case. On the contrary, it has amplified our wonder and strengthened our conviction that what we perceive here in this magical land is only the slightest suggestion of what lies beneath the physical facade, indistinct but not quite hidden, waiting only for each individual to lift the veil according to personal inclination or capability. I examine it as a student of earth and learn it has no counterpart. I view its mysteries with impassioned love and discover sublimity. Here I touch the ineffable grail.