Turn to your coworkers, kids, Facebook
friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article,
an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.
A Fluffy Mountain
On my way to
work each morning, I round the corner of I-5 as I head into the Nisqually area
and look for my favorite fluffy mountain, Rainier. As the days grow longer and clearer here in
the NW, I have begun to see her more and more often. Some mornings all you can see is the “fluff,”
the clouds surrounding the area where you know she stands tall and wide with
her snow covered crevices and sharp edges.
My husband, son, and I personify her regularly. On the days she reveals herself, we say she
is happy today. She is not embarrassed by her large size, but instead proud of
who she is. Other days, when she is
shrouded in cloudy, white mystery, we say she is feeling self-conscious then,
so she covers herself with fluff to hide from the world.
It’s been
over a year now since we moved to WA, and just like the blue-green coral filled
Pacific in the Marshall Islands that I NEVER grew tired of looking at in 17
years, I cannot imagine ever growing tired of seeing my fluffy Mt. Rainier. I
love the spring here when the days get lighter and lighter for longer and
longer (8 more minutes each day I believe is what my son’s soccer coach told us
when practice first started in March, and they were practicing until it got
dark). I also love spring here because it’s when my beauty reveals herself more
and more to the world. She sheds her
heavy coat of snow and glows bright in the illusive WA sun. I relish rounding that little corner of I-5 on
the way to work and being “surprised” by her.
“Hi Beautiful,” I’ll say out loud to her with a smile. Starts my day off right!!
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