Mountains and Majesty

I have always been fascinated by mountains seemingly set apart from the land as a tower reaching to the sky.   There are many mountain ranges that intersect the nation and the world in their varied formations that leave a feeling of awe.  In my blog, I have written several posts about mountains that I have been privileged to live near or travel through, some being the Blue Mountain Range in Eastern Oregon, the Rocky Mountain Range in Alberta, Canada and the Grand Tetons in Wyoming.  Each are commanding in presence that draws respect from a mere mortal.

On a recent journey into Nevada, there is the Santa Rosa Range that is situated along U.S. Highway 95 from the Oregon border into the area of the quaint town of Winnemucca.  I will stop here for a quick explanation of that name..  It was named after Chief Winnemucca of the local Northern Paiute tribe who lived in this area in the 19th century.  Winnemucca, loosely translated, means "one moccasin." 
Arising from the desert floor, a contrast of snow, sunlight and shadow contoured in the mountains of the Santa Rosa Range made for a beautiful sight.

Mountains are symbolic as they point to the power and reliability of the God who made them.  They are a testament to the supreme and omnipotent Creator.  A quote by Anatoli Boukreev, "Mountains are not stadiums where I satisfy my ambition to achieve, they are cathedrals where I practise my religion."

 Join me at the Turn-Up Patch in two weeks on Monday, March 11th...