I miss it..........

I miss it.......I miss the drive, the smells, the pine trees standing so tall and majestic, the water as it cascades down in it's own direction, dancing with joy and abandon over the rocks, the grey whiskey jacks sitting......waiting.......patiently.......then swooping down to steal the last bread crumb sitting on the picnic table (if you hold out a piece of bread in your hand, they will get that too!!), the wind whispering in the trees at night and best of all.........the millions of twinkling stars that one can actually see because of the darkness!! (I remember one time walking back from the shower with my friend Gerry and telling her that "you haven't lived until you lie flat on your back for a time on the ground and gaze up into the heavens trying to count the stars" So that is what we did!!!! Brian came walking out to see where we were and he too lay down flat on his back on the ground and the three of us looked at the stars!!! What an experience!! Very humbling to say the least and realizing again how very small we humans are.) I miss waking up in the morning to the tune of chickadees, and other birds, perhaps even a raven or two, I miss the smell of wonderful, strong coffee on the fire (that my husband has made by getting up earlier than me, going out to chop the wood, then starting the fire, and watching it smolder abit, then suddenly burst into flames and get hotter and hotter (how mesmerizing is a fire in a firepit!!), the sizzle of the bacon in the frying pan (the smell wafts it's way into the trailer), the kids slowly waking out of a deep sleep and excitedly asking each other, "what shall we do today?" or "Let's eat, I'm hungry!" I miss the sun as it climbs up higher in the sky dispelling the chill of the mountain air , warming our faces as we sit in it's sunbeam on the our comfy lawn chairs. The majesty and beauty of the mountains gets into your blood and you can just feel the calming effect down deep in your soul. I miss sitting at the Lakes, drinking in the absolute breathtaking scene, a canoe out on the bluest of blue water, the occupants putting out their lines to catch that fish, the sound of the waterfall in the distance as it makes it's way down the mountain from the ice and snow high above and my whole being wants to shout "This is our God that created this just for us!!!!!" This was our experience many, many summers as we would head up to the mountains for our vacations with the girls and often times their friends. What good times we had together, laughing, biking, walking, playing games especially Boggle, hiking up Mt. Indefatigiable and almost being blown away by the wind but the view was awesome and I really can't describe it in mere words. We would sit on the grass partway up and have our snacks all the while drinking in the beauty. Never once did we encounter a bear, that of course was on our minds and we usually would make alot of noise as we were hiking.
And so, my friends, as spring and summer approaches, the mountains call and beckon .......
I SHALL go home to my mountains.....
I SHALL step from my car into mountain stillness.....
Noise of the city and tired faces, ringing phones and busy places
Will fade far behind
I SHALL stand tall among them and all the weariness of the world will slowly disappear.........and I will feel blessed beyond all measure.