Josh’s Reviews > Strangers in High Places: The Story of the Great Smoky Mountains > Status Update

Above us in the high places the mist formed, watery molecules arriving from distant spheres of the oceans and atmosphere, converging briefly before continuing their long separate journeys. The rain was soft and warm, a summer spray to cloud one's glasses, or roll down the face like a child's teardrop, and mix with the perspiration born of a hard climb. It was the kind of friendly rain to remind you the earth is good.