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The first time I saw myhouse on Crest Hill, I fell in love with the view off the back deck. ; After purchasing the house, we decided to do some interior ren- » ovations, and during breaks would sit on the deck and look at the sunset over the moun-. tains. I swore to myself then , that I would never take that .' view for granted.
I’ve been told the name of all . . the mountains I can see from , my view. The only one I can re- - call, of course, is Old Bastard. I’ve always wondered where that.. name came from, and I bet some of our readers could fill me in. At least I hope so! Despite its name, that is the mountain over which the sun sets most of the year and regardless of the time of year, most of the sunsets over this mountain are, to say the least, dramatic and beautiful.
Over the years I’ve admired my view from all over my property. At sunrise by the pond, from sunset at the bam, Fve looked around, took a breath of clean fresh air and reminded myself to never take this for granted. *
I’ve seen it in all seasons. While sledding down the hills in the winter, picking fresh wildflowers in the spring; in the summer I’d pick blackberries and crab apples and in the fall I’d admire the abundance of the fire-like colors of the foliage. All the while I never forgot my vow to the view.
Sometimes I get home after dark and usually in the mornings I’m sleeping in (yes, on my' days off!) or in a hurry to get somewhere on time.
Still, I always remember my vow to the view. It slows me down for a moment, it fills me up and it restores my appreciation for my blessings of the beauty around us.
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