Yesterday I answered my mountain craving.
Even though we live right at the base of the mountains,
we don't make the drive up into the hills nearly often enough.
We were treated
to the very beginnings
of the golden Aspens' seasonal change
as we made our way up to
Brainard Lake Recreation Area
& the Indian Peak Wilderness.
It was sunny when we started the hike
up to Mitchell Lake,
but as we ascended,
the fog met us.
The fog became so dense that we
nearly walked right past the lake
without even noticing it.
It was so beautifully eerie
to be completely enveloped
so that even the horizon is erased,
and to feel like we were the only ones for miles.
The promise of rain
& the cold seeping into our bones
pushed us back down the path,
and back down the mountain,
out of the rain,
and into our cozy home
to wrap our hands around steaming mugs.