Mineral King is one of my favorite places on earth, abounding in hiking trails, stunning views of the Sierra Nevada mountains, tall sequoias, tiny wildflowers, shooting stars, icy lakes, and sometimes even pink snow. My family has been going there for at least three generations, and I have undertaken much fruitful reflection there over the years.
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This dreamy young Frenchman playing guitar solo in the Luxembourg gardens caught my eye. It was autumn, and the colored leaves on the shiny onyx surface of this pond were just gorgeous.
I stumbled upon this little nook on 5th Avenue and love the juxtaposition of construction scaffolding on one side and classic limestone façade on the other. A perfect place to contemplate the variegated kinds of beauty of the city.
This summer, a friend and I went on a beautiful walk to Heidegger’s Hütte, the small hut in the Black Forest near Freiburg, Germany, where Heidegger wrote Being and Time. We found this plaque along the way for other Heidegger pilgrims.