This is perhaps the first time I don’t know what to say, or, better, I don’t want to say anything. This photo speaks volumes to me, and… Read more “Endlessly Free | One Photo”
I’ve been told to get my head out from the clouds so very many times that I probably wouldn’t be able to count it. I’ve been told it by my parents, grandparents, teachers, and even people I once considered friends. But the mountains taught me to keep my head in the clouds, to keep dreaming and reaching higher than anything else.
What happens in the mountains stays… with you for the rest of your life.
There are so very many things the mountains have taught and continue to teach me.
To stand tall and strong through every storm.
To let only the sun, wind, rain and snow paint wrinkles of age on my face.
To be wild and free, with my head in the clouds, while being the rock for those who might need one.
There is so very much more, and even more of that which cannot be put into words. And for that, I am and will be forever grateful to those most beautiful places in the world.
We saw Mount Adams for quite some time from different places in Oregon before we finally got this grand view of the mountain during our hike up Mt Rainier. For the entirety of the trip, I wasn’t able to identify it and in the end, I found out its name only after I posted it on Instagram. Thank you random stranger for correcting me!
The mountain was our companion during the times of turmoil when my car broke down in the middle of nowhere in Oregon, and then as we made our way north to Washington. It was almost as saying goodbye to an old friend when we left Mt Rainier and with it the last views of Mount Adams, heading to Olympia.
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This past summer, I discovered something. I discovered that I have a small obsession with one feature of mountain ranges that has been elusive to me –… Read more “Layers | Mt Shasta, CA”
Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.
This is Grand Teton. The Tetons stole my heart probably even before I got there. I’ve wanted to feel and be the place for a long time, but never found the time to go there. And then, finally, I saw them for the first time – dusted with snow from the green fields of Idaho. Driving through Teton Pass on the slopes of Mt Glory in the darkness of early morning, the sun starting to come up when we stopped in Wilson, a strong wave of emotion swept over me once more.
The hike on which we got caught up in a thunderstorm. And the views after the rain stopped and the clouds lifted and revealed the mountains tops covered in fresh snow… That was the moment I knew I was lost, hopelessly. There was no coming back; the Tetons found their place in my heart that’s been waiting only for them and started to call it home…