Heaven

I have been reminded the reason I love the Mountains so much!!This Past weekend We headed up to Gooseberry Reservoir to do a little bit of fishing- While Larry was fishing I took Iceman for a little walk up a trail. As I came around a corner I looked down, and saw this beautiful river (the one in the picture isn't the real river, but I just wanted you to get the feeling of how pretty it was:) It was soo peaceful and quiet I was in Heaven... and reminded that when life gets too hectic and crazy, I just need to head out in the great outdoors and look at the beauty all around me:)......... So with that, I just had a song pop into my head, and the singer- well, the late great, one and only, CHRIS LEDOUX!! I grew up listening to this guy, and I am pretty sure I would have married him if had the chance (Don't worry, Larry is aware of this obsession).. anyways here are the lyrics to the song, that reminds me of how greatful I am for the Beautiful "WESTERN SKIES" we live under and the life that I live and love!
The nashville friends think iâm strange to make my home out on the range

Think itâs nothin? but a God forsaken land
Why donât you bring your guitar and family, move on down to tennesse
Well, I just smile because they donât understand
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain mornin?
Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by
Theyâd know why I live beneath these western skies

I got peace of mind and elbow room I love the smell of sage in bloom
Catch a rainbow on my fishin? line
We got county fairs and rodeos, ainât a better place for my kids to grow

Just turn îem loose in the western summer time
And if you ever held your woman on a summerâs evening
While the prairie moon was blazin? in her eyes
Youâd know why I live beneath these western skies

You ainât lived until youâve watched those northern lights
Set around the campfire and hear the coyotes call at night
Makes you feel alright

So guess iâll stay right where iâm at, wear my boots and my cowboy hat
But iâll come and see ya once in a while
Iâll bring my guitar and sing my songs, sorry if I donât stay too long
I love tennessee but ya know itâs just not my style
I gotta be where I can see those rocky mountains
Ride my horse and watch an eagle fly
I gotta live my life and write my songs beneath these western skies

When I die you can bury me beneath these western skies