Driving through the Ozarks
Another Point of View
“They call these mountains?” Annie said as we began our
drive through the Ozarks.
My daughters and I were snaking our way through the Ozark
Mountains as part of our Independence Day celebration. And, the road caused us to twist and turn our
way through a sea of endless trees, then up and down slopes, and across bridges
over large rivers. We drove past
manicured campgrounds and cabins perched on the shores of sparkling lakes. The vistas were inspiring!
“Who ever named these “hills” had never seen Utah’s Rocky
Mountains!” Jessi replied.
“Can you believe how much water there is?” I asked.
The surrounding meadows and trees were lush and green.
“Sometimes we get as much rain in one storm as you get in the
whole year!” Kilee, our now-local
resident and guide explained.
She continued to teach us about this place of beauty as we
drove and stopped to savor the views.
They were different views than we had experienced in Utah’s
mountains. And, they were beautiful to
behold.
“Another, different view!”
I said to myself.
When we began our journey into the Ozarks we entered with a
singular point of view thinking that these lower reaching forests would never
compare to our beloved and majestic Rocky Mountains. Perhaps it was because of our simple and
long-held point of view.
After all, my girls grew up in the shadows of the
eleven-thousand-foot heights of the Wasatch, Oquirrh and Stansbury Mountain
Ranges. And, after twenty years, we
still feel our hearts burst at the sight of incomparable sunsets over the Great
Salt Lake. Such fond feelings will never
cease for us. That point of view will
never change.
“Look at the size of that Lake!” I said as we reached another point of view.
It was one more amazing Ozark vista. Oh, another Ozark Mountain vista! Suddenly my point of view had changed. I was appreciating beauty on its own terms. A two thousand five hundred summit had turned
in to a mountain!
“Yes!” I whispered within myself, “They call these mountains!”
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