Rip Van Winkle Quote

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“Whoever has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed, every hour of the day produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains; and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers. When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.”

– Irwin Washington, Rip Van Winkle

A Summary and Analysis of Washington Irving’s ‘Rip Van Winkle’ – Interesting Literature

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A Summary and Analysis of Washington Irving’s ‘Rip Van Winkle’ – Interesting Literature

As he walks home, Rip realises his beard has grown a foot long. When he arrives back in his village, he meets people he doesn’t know, and who don’t know him. All of the shops and houses look different. When he goes into his home it’s to find that it’s rundown and deserted. Going out into the street, he finds that the pub he used to meet with friends outside has changed from the King George the Third to the General Washington.

Woods

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Snow and ice on the tree branches and strong sunlight made for a nice afternoon walk.

Taken on Saturday February 8, 2020 at Holt Preserve.

Every time I go back to Greenville I feel like Rip Van Winkle 👴🏼

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Every time I go back to Greenville I feel like Rip Van Winkle 👴🏼

I’ve lost some of my small town roots, things have changed. They’re not like the way they were as a child, things are more built up the families and friends I once knew moved away. The innocence of yesteryear gone. While the mountains and my old High School are still here, it’s not the same world I remember.

Eventually I want to move back to a small town but not like New York. Too many laws and regulations, too many taxes and too little freedom. So much about living in Upstate NY, like living in rural Northern California is about work arounds and trying to make due in a state that is primarily urbanized. And as ideology grows stronger and urban and rural people grow father apart it’s only going to grow harder to live here.