And then the Mountains called my Name


Seeing the mountains every now and then on the way to the office is like teasing a little baby with candy. I so wish they were closer, and that I could be in them every single day. Mountains are so amazing and incredible. And I just can't get enough of them.


Every time I see them I want more and more, it's almost like an addiction.


In the mornings or in the evenings when the sun hits the right spot they throw a show for us, a silent one, and only the most observant people will notice it.


Sometimes I wonder if I am the only one who sees it. I look around and everyone else are driving around as if they didn't see it or maybe they already seen it a million times.


But I have seen the mountains a million times too, and I still have to stop and watch. Hope your weekend was awesome!