April 7, 2011 | Filed Under Uncategorized
“Many shall be restored that now are fallen
and many shall fall that now are in honor”
Horace (Ars Poetica)
“All is flux, nothing stays still.”
It’s hard to write anything that doesn’t sound glib recently. I console myself with the voices of those long dead, who remind us that there is nothing so constant as change.
There’s only so long you can spend watching footage of the tsunami before you start to die a little inside. I needed eye-bleach, and photos of better times helped. We spent three weeks ice climbing in Cogne in January, and a few days on the ice at Akadake in Japan. It seems like a lifetime ago.