Sitting on Strawberry Peak, atop the "Rim of the World", peering out over what used to be a vast valley, abundent in water, land and nature, I am overwhelmed by the products of industrialization, the millions of little lights dancing around as far as I can see. In my isolated solace of nature, I am able to withdrawl, ifonly briefly, from the overbearing forces of modern human existance and the deformation we inflict on the natural beauty of the world around us. In the mountains I call home, the classic signs of human control are far limited compared to that in the San Bernardino valley. We enjoy acres and acres of forest in Valley of Enchantment
, the natural running river at Deep Creek, the breathtaking imprint made by the spring at Heart Rock, the "above it all" feeling from the view at Strawberry Peak. While the valley has been overrun by buildings, houses with 5'X5' backyards, gas stations, freeways, and starbucks, the isolated little piece of natural beauty remains nearly untouched by comparisson.
, the natural running river at Deep Creek, the breathtaking imprint made by the spring at Heart Rock, the "above it all" feeling from the view at Strawberry Peak. While the valley has been overrun by buildings, houses with 5'X5' backyards, gas stations, freeways, and starbucks, the isolated little piece of natural beauty remains nearly untouched by comparisson.
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