(10FEB2009)
Checking the mountains has become a force a habit.
I think we all do it, naturally. We note changes in the lines of 
snow, how visible they are through the clouds, the dust, or the dark. Sometimes they’re so crisp I can see the smallest crags and ridges, and if it’s clear in the late afternoon the shadows fall so starkly.
Today the clouds were bunched up against the mountains north of post, and were well-defined against the blue sky. Normally they’re just diffuse and obscuring, making today’s puffy distinctness stand out.
I’ve been here a little more than 5 months and I’m not sick of the mountains yet.
