Day 1413, ascent. Day's pictures, Poetry It’s cold in the wind on top of the ridge ~ your view is wide and even in twilight you can see further ~ but soon the sun sets and you have to go home Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related