Until 7 months ago I lived somewhere in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. I keep being told that I am in the Ozark Mountains here in Missouri. I keep looking for the mountains. These mountains are big hills compared to the Rockies. While they have there own beauty they are not the peaks I am used to seeing. I miss the view of mountains. So while I may not be able to look out and see the snow capped mountains everyday, we did find a place here that has what I would call real mountains. They may not reach above treeline and get much snow but they were close and these views were wonderful!
And being I love fall the trees were out in all their splendor. I'm sure it was just for me, *wink, wink*
We had the cousins with us, Of course pictures just don't do these scenes justice.
See the peaks? Wait let me get the kids out of the way.
That's better :) And you can see for miles! I love it. At least we're getting closer to the mountains I grew up with.
This was a gorgeous Blue Heron we saw by the river. It was on our way to the mountains above but too cool not to show you. Plus he posed for us. :)
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