I'm thankful for the mountains.
For forty years I have lived in Washington State. She is a pretty state! For the past twenty-three years I've lived in Western Washington which is totally different than Eastern Washington. One side is brown and dry and the other is green and wet. Both are beautiful and from both sides you get to see the mountains.
We had been living in Western Washington for quite a long time when a newspaper article was written by a gal who had lived here for about a year and was showing off the area to her parents who had come for a visit. On the second day of her playing tour guide to her parents, Mt. Rainier was out. Her mom was taken back by her excitement to show off the Mountain. She commented to her mother that even though Mt. Rainier is so close to the Seattle area and can been seen from almost everywhere we don't see it very often because of our weather.
The reporter is right. Mt. Rainier is often hidden from view so when she is out, we all stop and take a look.
There are a few spots where if you look north you see Mt. Baker and if you turn around 180 degrees you see Mt. Rainier. The road to and from our church give you a clear view of the Olympic to the west and the Cascades to the east. Dang if we aren't surrounded!
I never get tired of looking at the beautiful mountains.
And they are kind of fun to climb.