Tis the season of chocolate! “Have you made any progress in your fitness lately?” “Nope.” I have stalled for the last two months basically because I wanted chocolate, my favorite sin!
That being said though, I did climb a mountain last weekend! And loved it! We beat the snow too because this weekend, apparently Leconte recieved record snows of 22 inches! Don’t laugh if you live near or in the Rockies. For our Appalachian mountains (and yes they are mountains), November 1st is a little early to get that much. My parent’s house had 8 inches, not too bad, not too bad.
But! Here are the colorful pictures from our excursion, the colors of which were “like a bowl of fruity pebbles,” said Parker. Him and his sugary cereals. 🙂
I’ve constructed this post more as a photo essay so enjoy the pictures, but don’t forget the captions!
In short, I have discovered in this last year that it is incredibly fun to revisit favorite childhood memories. I hated hiking when I was little, but we did fight over being the leader. And I did spend a lot of time pretending to be either Pocahontas or an Indian captive. As an adult, I appreciate the outdoors, the quiet time, and the sheer exercise. Give me a chance to move any day. I’ll take it! Also, it’s an incredible testament to God’s power on top of a mountain or beside a sea. I needed His reassurances that weekend in particular, and it was a perfect place to get away to. Breaking down my muscles allowed room for them to grow back stronger–physically and mentally. Reading the scriptures up there is perfect communion with God and open channels.
Last but not least, I told my students that I loved To Kill a Mockingbird so much that I had to bring it with me. All 18 miles! Love me some Scout and Jem up on a mountaintop! They looked at me like I’m crazy on Monday morning. If they only knew that I usually carry at least three books with me on any trip, anywhere, not including my kindle and phone. That’s okay. I am the crazy teacher lady. (One student thought I spoke the Elvish language from Lord of the Rings, which I don’t, and I don’t know why he thought I did.)