Do Marmots enjoy Paul Simon?

There comes a time in every adult person’s life when you suddenly realize that the party you are attending is the party that your parents’ were attending when you were a kid. All of a sudden, it makes you realize that you are not a kid anymore. Instead of being left at home with the babysitter, or even being the babysitter, you have suddenly passed through to the other side – you are now the reason for the babysitter. I had just such a moment Friday night. David and I attended the birthday party of David’s co-worker. Instead of sitting at home with the babysitter, eating delivered pizza and playing Battleship, we were eating catered brick oven pizza and antipasto on a patio with other grown-ups talking about immigration and health care policy. Although I realize I have been boring people for many years at parties by discussing heath care and immigration policy, the whole evening, made me realize I now live in a world of mortgages and tax considerations. The soundtrack of this world is Paul Simon and Rod Stewart. The Paul Simon song, I can gladly take. My premature affection for Paul Simon probably indicates that this world is the world in which I was meant to reside. If I was married or had kids, I would have returned home at the end of the night to find them tucked into bed with the babysitter asleep on the couch.
Luckily, aside from giving an immigration workshop for the Southern Sudanese Community on Saturday morning, the rest of the weekend was less adult. We finally went to Mt. Rainier National Park on Saturday. The weather here has been warm and beautiful, and at 5,000 feet above sea level, the meadows are still covered with snow in spite of 70 degree temperatures. I wish I had my home computer connected to the internet, because then I could post pictures of all of this loveliness, but that will have to wait until a later date. On Saturday, we went to the East side of Rainier and hiked the aptly named “Summerland” trail. The enormous cedars and pines offered ample shade, and everwhere streams flew by us carrying the heavy early summer snow run-off.
One observation on the drive through rural Pierce and King Counties to get to Rainier – I actually saw a sign about how the UN wants to take your gun away. I felt like I was back in Southern Utah driving on one of my hiking outings! Interestingly enough, the town where I saw the sign, Enumclaw, recently made the news here because of a huge beastiality ring that was busted up by the state. It resulted in an anti-beastiality law finally being passed by the state of Washington. This too reminded me of Southern Utah, leading me to scientifically conclude that that the more anti-UN sentiment that exists, the higher the likelihood if incidents of beastiality.
On Sunday, after church, David and I drove to the Southwest side of Rainier. We drove to Paradise, still covered in snow, and observed the multiplicity of waterfalls and the tumultousness of the rivers and streams. The chasms cut by glaciers were remarkable and led me to think about just what would happen if a laharoriginated right then. David was pleased because we finally observed some wildlife – a marmot, poking around in some newly exposed grass.
It was a nice exploratory trip of Rainier which made me realize just how much more I need to go back and get a closer look at.

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