Mountains are steadfast but the mountain streams
go by, go by,
and yesterdays are like the rushing streams,
they fly, they fly,
and the great heroes, famous for a day,
they die, they die.

Hwang Chin-i
Translated by Peter H. Lee

“There she is!”  That was my common refrain the last few days.  I had been on a short trip to a place where I had once lived in the western part of the state of Washington.  On clear days, the area sparkles with the sunlight glistening off the multiple waterways and snowy...