Silent and stoic the mountains stand to show their strength against the onslaught of the weather over the centuries.
We simply love to be out here in the fresh and crispy mountain air. A feeling of total peace and also hidden strength enfolds in one's emotions. This is the way it has always been, and can you imagine what stories these mountains can tell? I try to listen to the voices of the peaks when the winds whistle through them, but it is not easy to hear what they are saying. So, all that I can do is to hear the music of the wind.
It is a proven fact that nature is a healer and that is why all of us should make every effort to get outside into nature more often.
Forbidding peaks give the sky the finger.
But the mountains share their strength with the bird and animal communities in nature.
Clouds teasing the mountains with shadows.
A lovely farm setting with beautiful colors.
The cloud above the mountain was trying to block the sunlight on the mountain. A bit of jealousy perhaps?
The trees were dancing in the wind.
Far off, I saw what looked like a glider running along the mountain rim.
Finally, a pair of Sacred Ibises on their way somewhere.
As I was writing this post, the thought dawned on me that the mountains also had early beginnings, much the same as The Papillon Foundation aka 
I will soon post the Papillon annual report, and as usual we have moved mental mountains in our work in the communities. Yes, it is a hard and difficult road to walk, but we have the real mountains as inspiration to lead us through the trials that we have to face.
That's why we try our best to get out into nature at every opportunity for destressing purposes. Lately things are slowing down a bit as a result of our last burnouts, but we simply soldier on at an easier pace.
Such is life.
And That's All Friends.
Photos by Zac Smith-All Rights Reserved.
Camera: Canon Powershot SX70HS Bridge camera.
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