Blue Ridge

While driving back from work and a quick stop at the store, I noticed something. On a stretch of road that I only drive when I run by the store after work, there was one little place where the trees broke and the blue silhouette of the mountains was clearly visible. I suppose it's about conditions being just right: the day being clear and humidity down, but I'm very glad they were right today.

I love those mountains, their quiet stillness and peaks rounded with age. And I love how they make their presence known even in places where I think I'm too far away, or there is too much in the way, to see them.