I love the mountains. I always have and in the 20 years I’ve lived here I never found a reason to change that view.
They stand tall and strong through storm and sun. We walk them and mine them and log them and abuse them and they take it and go on.
They’re timeless and eternal and fresh and new to me each time I see them.
They’re spirit guardians for me. I feel both small and expanded when I am with them and they touch me deeply.
I hope you enjoy the moodiness of this photo as much as I do.
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