I love living near the mountains. It is very soul cleansing to be surrounded by such beauty. My family and I take a lot of “drives” into the mountains, camera in hand, to see what fun things we can encounter. We may just drive and contemplate the geology of the area, or get out and wander a bit, searching for stones or driftwood that strike us in the right way. The education in nature and beauty that my boys will receive by living here is immeasurable.
I’ve realized how my perception has changed since moving here about nine months ago from the Midwest. Originally, I was so awe-struck by this majestic landscape that suddenly became my backyard. Some days we see herds of deer and antelope, cows, horses and buffalo roaming free, or the occasional elk, moose, or bear. We live close(ish) to Yellowstone and Glacier National Parks, so we have been able to explore the unspoiled beauty of those places as well. Since my recent trip back to the Midwest to visit my family however, I realized that I am no longer awe-struck by the beauty of my space. It is no less beautiful, and I stare out my window at it no less, yet it has now become the ordinary beauty that I live in everyday. It is something I have always dreamed of, living near mountains or oceans. And now I do.
All images © Lindsay DuBois 2009
Great pictures!