Peace

Yesterday was a glorious day. It reminded me of why I love it here so much. The air was crisp, the sun was shining. There is still snow/ice on the ground but the day was so lovely that didn't even bother me too much. I took the goats out for a little walk and while they were munching on a Ponderosa Pine I just looked around at the mountains.

Having grown up in Philadelphia and then moved to the Jersey Shore I had lived in areas with nothing but flat. I had traveled a fair bit, mostly to Hawaii thanks to a father generous with his frequent flyer miles. (This was back in the days before it became so complicated to fly.) My husband had lived in Vermont for 10 years so he had taken me there to see his old haunts. Therefore I had been in mountainous places before, but there is something about the Rocky Mountains. I don't know what it is and I have heard this from others as well so I know it is not just me.

When we decided to settle here in Montana my one and only requirement to my hubby was that I see a mountain when I look out my window. Well, I got that and so much more. No matter where I look I see a mountain and I revel in it. I know I complain about the winters; about the unceasing grey. It doesn't matter when I look at my mountains. He also managed to find me a river view too but that doesn't mean as much to me as the mountains.

I have had conversations with people who feel claustrophobic in this valley. It is a very tight valley; there are the mountains, the interstate, the river and the mountains. But me, I feel embraced. When I head down to Missoula and it opens up and spreads out I lose that feeling of comfort. Our house is being built with lots and lots of windows so that I can see "my" mountains no matter where I stand or sit.

(This is the view out my back windows)

So today I share with you my mountains - in spite of today's grey skies.

My peace, my beauty, my serenity.

Oh and to top it off the eagle was there yesterday sitting in his favorite tree watching the river. He comes almost every day now to constantly scan the water looking for his next meal. The mountains, the river, the eagle.

To me each day is another little bit of glory.