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California, Canada, daily blogs, gratitude, mountains, Oregon, photography, travel, writing
Mt. McLoughlin, OR. (Kathleen Kenna photo)
I grew up in the flatlands of Canada, so didn’t see my first mountain until I left home and traveled in Mexico, at 21.
It was love at first sight.
Mountains are so much a part of me that I was married on a mountain, at Whistler’s Our Lady of the Mountains Church.
Now I live near the Oregon-California border, surrounded by mountains, I wake every morning to the sight of snow-dusted peaks.
My gratitude soars.
Life in 5 lines or less© is written Saturdays, only miles from the lava cone of Mt. McLoughlin, a volcanic peak of the Cascades.
In my first encounter with mountains, driving out west from Ontario, I stopped to take pictures of them every 15 min. or so until I reached them. I became a convicted hiker. There is no better place to be! They restore my soul.
Yes, mountains restore my soul too. Thanks for the mental picture of you stopping across Canada to photograph every mountain.