we don't have any real mountains here either. I live on the memory of mountains and the Blue Ridge Parkway. Of driving down twisting and curving roads on the edges of nothing and looking down on the wings of a soaring eagle. And of overlooks where you stand on the edge of nothing and look out and at cloud shadows drifting across the distant mountains.

now I'm all nostalgic and poetic. That is not condusive to fangirling over Shep turning into a bug (well, not so much that as the arms and various moments of 'ship). meh. I miss the mountains so very much. *wistful sigh*