Mountains actual and theoretical

I realized today when I was thinking about this blog's title that there is more than one meaning to the word mountain in my life.

The mountain of life is one thing, and the obvious one in context to the intent of the blog.

Mountains in their geographical reality are the other significant context to this blog. I am lucky enough to have been living in the beautiful Blue Ridge mountains of Western North Carolina for the past four years, and I never get tired of looking out my kitchen or living room window at the mountain across the field from my house. I watch the mountain's face change with the seasons. Right now it's at its most beautiful, since it's autumn, and this year the leaves are particularly colorful. Those leaves won't be on the trees much longer, but I'm enjoying them while they are.

Knowing how finite my life (any life) is, I am really concentrating on recognizing those moments of pleasure that exist, and being grateful for them.

Posting more

Spurred by my daughter's efforts to do the same, I will try to update this blog (and my other one -- maybe I don't really need two of them? Must think about that) more frequently.

I created this particular blog to focus on the age-related issues in my life -- my own life, as well as those who mean a lot to me.

I think my next post will have to do with the plus side (I focus too much on the minuses) of aging.

Yes, there *can* be positives about getting older!