Dear Lynn: On Mountains
Dear [Lynn],
A few details about Mom’s place: Once the sun rises over the mountaintop and goes high into the sky, it begins illuminating the west side of Brush Mountain, the side Mom’s house is on.
Yes, from a distance, a mountain indeed appears desolate. But get closer, and all the life there just comes bursting forth.
You remind me of Dad, who was constantly in awe of nature. He spent much of his free time in the mountains (especially Brush). He loved gardening and carpentry. Like him, you love the family dog(s) and cat(s). And, you enjoy your coffee as he did. But it’s good to know that you’re not a smoker. Dad, unfortunately, was.