I try to follow the advice of E.B. White:

“Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.” 

Living near mountains makes this easy--

every day, the elements combine to shift our local landscape and

the neighborhood view is surprising and magical.

Hiking nearby Mt. Kearsarge often and

seeing it daily as the seasons change,

I've come to recognize the mountain itself as a vessel. 

Under my feet, I find a container for thought, for worry and fear, imagination and creativity, intense gratitude and

deep appreciation of nature’s aesthetic gifts. 

From afar, Kearsarge--Donald Hall’s “Great Blue Mountain!”--

also appears  to me as vessel, whether resting securing on its rim

or in bowl-shaped, lake reflection .