I love, love, love mountains. I love the ocean, and the mudflats. I absolutely love lakes, and I love rivers and streams and creeks only slightly less.
I love winter. I love the snow and the cold and the dark. And I love when winter ends, and everything is grey and melting and hopeful. I love the first leaves on the trees. And I love how quickly everything can transition from black and white to color.
And I love mountains. Did I mention that already?
I’m really getting up close and person with my love for Alaska up here this summer. And while I’m discovering a lot of things I don’t love (like clouds of mosquitoes, the inability to fall asleep while 30 sled dogs howl through the night, how hard it is to get out a warm sleeping bag in the morning), mostly I am discovering how many things I do love (like mountains, mountains, and more mountains).
you haven no idea how much i love mountains too! maybe you do, since this post has some serious mountain loving expression. i live in flat idaho now, and i miss mountains so much! i miss alaska and its beauty.
ReplyDeleteI have an affinity for mountains as well for sure. I want to hike in the Himalayas someday.
ReplyDeleteThe black spruce trees in your second photo remind me of the saguaro cactus in the Sonoran desert in Arizona, on the US-Mexico border.
ReplyDeleteA tribe of silent sentinels
Marching down the hills
To greet us
In the morning haze.
{:~))
The universe is
ReplyDeleteThat's it, for the most part.
No passion, no drama
It just is, that's all.
But, one small part,
In a remote corner
Is amazing––
Miraculous
Our bodies & brains
Work together
To create our minds
Birth our spirits
Along the way we
Find beauty and joy
Amid all this
Splendid indifference.
{:o))
I love YOU more than you love mountains. Which is saying something, because I love mountains too and beauty and Alaska and being home! But mostly you.
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