Mountains Waking Up on a Rainy Overcast Day

It rained overnight for a few hours. The dawn was wet and cold. We debated whether to go for the hike. I am so happy we decided to venture out and take a chance anyway.

We went to the Weir Canyon Loop trail. As expected, the hills were muddy with puddles of water. We braved the initial part, hoping it would improve when we hit the area with more rocks. We had to change the route and shorten the hike as the hills were slippery. A couple of inches of sticky mud under my shoes forced me to take each step slowly and carefully. It proved a blessing in disguise, as slower speed and frequent stops allowed us to see the mountain waking up while the rising sun played hide and seek with the clouds.

As the sun rose on the eastern side, the edges of the clouds had a golden color glow. The layers of mountains added breathtaking depth to it. The green hillsides and yellow mustard seed flowers had a soothing aura.

The air was super clean and crisp. The range of yellow and green colors on the ground looked stunning under dark grey clouds.

Clouds scattered and moved, opening windows for direct sunlight on hills in the middle. The view added music to the ambiance with the fascinating ripples in my heart.

The brown patch on the nearby hill reminded me of the wonders and mystique of Mother Nature. Direct sunlight on hills in the middle, spots of bright blue in the sky among clouds, the gentle breeze with crisp air, and the aroma of the ambiance soaked through all my senses.

The bright yellow areas seemed to wake up the darker mountains in the distance.

The darker green plants contrast the hills’ lighter green and yellow colors.

The energy from the earth rose through my feet. It healed and grounded me: it reinforced my faith, belief, and positive trust in life.

The radiance from the sky entered through my head. The vibes of love, warm nurture, and soothing synergies reached every cell in my body. I was totally in the moment.