There's something simply magical about the mountains: the enchanting, fresh way the air surrounding them smells; the way the light is caught and disappears in the crevices; the way the sun seems to hang in the sky a few moments longer at sunset, as if hoping to sustain that one, last glimpse before they're shrouded in darkness. To say that I love the mountains is an understatement. Perhaps one of my (absolute) favorite things about them, however, is that adventure awaits and beckons consistently, persistently. I love to simply wander, following well-beaten paths or creating my own, wherever my feet lead me. Here are a few photos from my wanderings over the past week.
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