Mountain Living

When I woke up this morning, it was cold.

The clouds rolled through the valley. Photo by author

The sun had already risen, but you would never have known. The clouds rolled in, providing a white backdrop instead of the green mountain view.

We have had two weeks of ¨summer¨ I live in the mountains, and with that comes uncertainty about the weather. The short bursts of summer and the nightly rains let us know that we are not in control.

Moments in time. Photo by author

In the mornings, I always think the same thing. I often feel like a creature of the forest or mountains.

As I crawl out of my little house, I enter the world, but my world is mysterious. It is covered in clouds and full of woodland creatures.

This little creature was enjoying my avocado tree leaves. It looks like it is smiling! Photo by author

They hide as I walk through the woods, unsure if I am friend or foe. They are uncertain if I am one of them or if I will spray poison on their lands and disrupt their ecosystem.

I assure them I will protect the lands where the fairy creatures live, as I, too, live there.