Mountain mansions

In the mornings, when I walk the dog, I watch the sun brighten the trees and listen to the birds calling and flitting through the branches.  I walk the snow-lined paths and breathe the air.

In the summer, more people will be around, but for now, it’s just us.  I try to drink it in.

The Yellowstone area woods called me here, and they have taken me in and changed me.  I feel like the tiniest part of this vast forest, so happy to be where I am meant to be.

We make this beautiful little home more ours everyday.  At night, I go out and look up at the stars.  Nowhere in the world has stars like these.  It feels incredible to sit by the fire at night and know that I am home, home at last.

“Fear nothing. No town park you have been accustomed to saunter in is so free from danger as the Yellowstone. It is a hard place to leave...You may be a little cold some nights, on mountain tops above the timber-line, but you will see the stars, and by and by you can sleep enough in your town bed, or at least in your grave. Keep awake while you may in mountain mansions so rare.”

– John Muir

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