If you know me at all, even a little bit, you know my love for the mountains runs deeps. My appreciate for nature is intertwined into every aspect of my life. How I spend my weekends, where we vacation, how I decorate our home. Even the topic I chose for my book (Natural Accents). I’ve been visiting these mountains by our house my entire life. They are my view outside my windows. Of all the mountains in Utah, the mountains directly in front of our house are the greenest. It probably annoys Shane, but every single time we drive along I-15 which runs parallel with the mountain range, I comment about how our mountain, our peak, is the prettiest. One thing I am proud of is that I have instilled that same love into my children. They beg to go up the canyon any spare minute we have. We usually go at least once a week. It is so much a part of our lives.
And now it is gone.
I feel like I am mourning the loss of a close friend. The canyon that was once alive is now burning. And it is bad you guys. As in we are now the #1 priority fire in the nation and it has been declared a state of emergency. It is so hard to watch but I can’t tear myself away from the window. Watching the fire spread across the face of my mountain is heartbreaking and I have cried on and off for days.
It makes me grateful for all the photos I have taken. My kids and Shane sometimes tease me because no matter how often we go up there, I take photos every time. I have shared some of these over the years but I’d like to share my mountain with you today. My beautiful mountain before the fire.
The hike to the Grotto
The Grotto at Fall time
Driving the Nebo Loop Scenic Byway
Fishing at Payson Lakes
Our special meadow we would go on Sundays for reflection
I am writing this post with the hope that is is therapeutic for me. It is also an excuse to get away from the windows and news feeds searching for more information. I also hope that you will pray for our little community. So far no homes have been lost and that is huge blessing. I hope and pray that will continue to be the case.
I am not the only one that is mourning the loss of these mountains. They are a happy place to pretty much everyone in this area. We are a very outdoorsy community with camping, ATV riding, fishing, hunting, hiking, and boating being such a big part of our culture. It has been amazing to see everyone band together. I am going to try and think of all the service that was rendered when I look at my charred mountain. I will think of the lives that were risked to protect homes. And I hope that will help me while I heal from the loss of our mountain.