May 18th Once Again

So today marks 30 years since the eruption of Mt. St. Helens, it really doesn't seen that long ago. I found myself telling my son about the eruption today, 30 years, my time marches on. I remember going to the mountain back in 1984, the greyness and lack of life, not of void of life, just lacking it in most places. Wild flowers here or there but mostly grey. Then 4 years ago going again, and seeing the green and young forest growing. Time indeed cannot be stopped, one day this date will only exist in history books and wikipedia. For those lucky enough to understand first hand the event, we have a better understanding of both the suddenness of change and slow relentlessness of change. As well as the magnificence of both.