moments of magic.

There is a point as you come out of the rocky mountains that I find just magical. You're driving along, minding your own business, when suddenly the mountains drop off behind you and you're in the foothills, and within minutes, it seems, back to prairieland and the mountains that you were just taking for granted are far behind you. It's magic, I think every time it happens, that the mountains just disappear. The mountains are so important where I live. It's like to ocean to people living on the coast - just always there, like the sky to people on the prairies, or skyscrapers to big city dwellers.