While driving through the mountains, I find myself
looking at the shapes and textures of the mountains to see what shapes I can
make out. Sometimes I see a silhouette of a face or someone sleeping or even I
think…maybe there are dinosaurs buried in those mountains. (LOL) Then my mind
starts to wander and wonder how big the dinosaurs would be in comparison to the
mountains. Then I start to envision the shapes of the dinosaurs and think that
the shapes of the mountains are very similar. Then I laugh…
We drive a bit further and I focus on the mountain dead
ahead and I can see the shape of a woman’s face and can see where the eyes
would go, where the mouth would go, even where her nose is. We keep driving for
another 5 minutes and take a slight turn in the road and that exact same
mountain that I was staring at and seeing that woman’s face in has now
completely transformed into something exponentially different.
I do a double take and blink my eyes a couple of time
to ensure that I’m staring at the same mountain and low and behold I am; but
I’m looking at something completely different. It’s amazing to me. I kind of
feel like I’m staring at one of those pictures where they ask you if you see
two faces or an hour glass…it’s the same picture but two different pictures.
As we continue to drive I am constantly reminded at
every turn that it’s something completely new and can’t wait to see what the
mountains have decided to share with me today. The next time you drive through
the mountains, just stare at the mountains (don’t drive while doing this!) and
see what lovely pictures the mountains are revealing for you.
