I was an Indiana girl until my husband’s career took us to the Pacific Northwest (PNW) in our forties. After a lifetime of living amid cornfields, Mt. Hood stood majestically outside my living room window for nine years. It translated into a real love affair with mountains. When we moved to the North Carolina (NC) mountains in 2016, our new …
A Different Kind of Beautiful
I’ve always thought my mom was beautiful. Graceful. She was trained in opera when she was young. I remember going with her to weddings, hearing her sing the Lord’s prayer. The whole sanctuary full of guests would fall silent on her last, drawn-out note of, “Ahhhhh-mennnn.” Ooooooh. Still gives me goose bumps to think of it. Gorgeous! A few weeks …