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Kevin’s version of “The Woman on the Mountaintop”
This is in response to a challenge offer from Bill Holland (billybuc). He pasted a photo of a woman at a mountaintop (see above) and told us to write our own "thoughts" of the photo. Well, here are mine.
There was a woman with dark wavy hair and to her husband had a face of love. There was a mountain - a tall green mountain - and the mountain had a path which led to the top. The woman could see the tall mountain, and the path, from her white cabin every time that she sat on her porch swing on the warm front porch. One day she decided that she was going to walk up that path as high as she could go. If she did not reach the top on the first day then would try again each day until she did. She would call it a dream of thoughts and actions.
Preparing for the trek:
The day after she had decided that she would take on the challenge, she began to prepare herself for the hike up the trail. For instance, she opened the bedroom closet for her backpack to carry the healthy snacks and the water in. She also brought out her brown hiking boots which she forgot to clean the mud off the soles from last year. The mud was dried on now.
She had the backpack, the boots and she thought about what else she would need. She had to buy the snacks and water, throw the long socks in the washer, clean out the pack and scrape the mud from the boots. That was about it but while she was doing all of that she would still think what else there was, just in case there was anything.
First she emptied the backpack. It was all just trash so that was simple. Next were the hiking boots. She sat on the porch with them. It was a warm and sunny day so she did not mind sitting on the swing for two while she scraped the dried mud off of the soles. Since that would take most of the afternoon, she had decided to leave the wash while she went the grocers for the food until tomorrow .
The following day after she had risen, made the bed and had breakfast as normal, she returned to the bedroom and gathered up the clothes to be cleaned so that they could be cleaning while she went to the grocers. Then went to the laundry room and started the washer - which her husband had just repaired - and she added the detergent. After it had filled the clothes went in and she shut the lid and then she returned to the kitchen to quickly write the list of what she would need on her hike.
She scribbled a few things down on the food list then checked it over to make sure that she had not missed anything. Then she left for the grocers. When she got there she looked for the natural water – in the glass bottles – and the organic snack bars. Next it was to the produce section. In that area she picked up some organic fruit – a couple each of apples, pears and bananas. What she did not eat on her trips could be eaten at home.
As soon as she came home she threw the wash in the dryer and then made up her snacks for the first hike. When she finished, the rest of the food went in the fridge. The minute the dryer stopped she grabbed her clothes and changed, anxious for her first adventure.
The New Experience Begins
Right after she donned her clothes and grabbed the backpack full of snacks and water she was off for the mountain. Lunch had been in between her tasks and the walk towards the trail had started at 1 PM. It took her 5 minutes to get to the mountain trail and she began the hike up the pathway. The first time on it she had to choose which way to go various times. At least she would know next time – if she remembered, or wrote it down.
After walking along for a ways and choosing several times which way to go – luckily she had chosen the correct ways it seems – she stopped for her snack and drink about 3 PM. She had been so close to halfway up. After she finished the snack and drink she put the trash and empty bottle back in the backpack to take care of later when she returned home. She stood up, stretched her legs, and did a few exercises before moving on.
Instead of going up she went back home since she it was 3:30 and she had to be home for dinner. Walking down was easier than going up although she had had no problem going up. She made it home by 10 after 5:00 and decided to leave earlier tomorrow. The backpack was emptied and refilled and put in the fridge for tomorrow. She began supper.
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Do you think she will make it next time?
On Tuesday, after finishing breakfast and cleaning everything up, out she went for the days venture. Luckily she was prepared since yesterdays’ ways to go had been marked. She began at 9:00 AM and what she brought today would be enough to fill in for lunch and a snack after. Judging by Mondays’ trip, she might reach that point about 11:00-11:30 AM continuing onward after eating she did not know how far it would take her today. She would have to wait and find out.
Heading for the mountain she could not wait to begin today's’ hike. Reaching the bottom she took a large breath of the fresh air and began upward. Tall trees, short trees, red flowers, yellow flowers, she did not miss any as she passed them on her right and left. Careful to avoid things like poison ivy though and she also watched for creatures such as snakes. At 11:09 she reached the point of yesterday so she stopped to rest and have the lunch/snack. Half an hour later after eating, digesting and exercising a little she started again.
By about 11:45 she was on her way again. Since it was halfway she wondered if she would reach the top today, so she pushed on. She stopped enjoying plants and scenery at every step she took even though she still watched for the dangers. By 3:00 she saw the top getting near and by 3:29 it was reached. When she stood on the top, the scenery plus what had been accomplished were taken in and enjoyed including the fresh air. She realized though that the air was thin on the top so she could not take many deep breaths. Her dream had come true!
How could she prove to her husband that she had made it to the top? He may not believe that she had done it. If she posted a sign or made some type of mark then he would have to come up here to see it. No, that would not work. She looked around her for something that she could bring home to prove the fact, “Let me think, a rock, some grass, a leaf? A photo! I do not have my camera but I have my cell.”
She took a few photos of animals and plants which were only on the top of that mountain.
When she got home her husband asked, “Where were you? I was beginning to worry.”
“Making my dream come true, I was at the top of the mountain”, she replied.
“Dreams”, he said, “I wish some of mine would come true.”
“If you do not believe me honey, then I have proof.”
“How can you prove something like that? Are you on TV?”
“No, I took photos of plants and animals from the top of the mountain”, she answered.
“Let me see them”, he said.
So she pulled out the phone and brought up the photos to show him. She even had one of a sign which was hanging on a tree. He believed and congratulated her.
She then told him that she would make his all-time favorite for dinner, went out to the kitchen and smiled and hummed while she made it. After dinner, they went out on the porch to sit on the swing and watch the sun disappear behind her victory mountain.
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