I am of the mind set that many things happen for a reason.
So I am very certain it is no coincidence that we found the table.
There it was...
weathered, worn and waiting.
Sitting there, perfectly charming in the high Mountain Meadow, where the Rocky
Mountains blend together over thousands of miles of valleys and peaks.
The journey to hike to this perfectly magical mountain meadow,
in the glorious Colorado mountains, took four hours and brought us to an altitude of 12,000 feet.
This is where we found the table.
Along the steady uphill journey I ran out of energy, being the pitiful flat-lander, that I am.
(I learned my lesson on the previous day of hiking) and packed a milk chocolate bar in our
back pack, which came in very handy on this vigorous hike.
I gasped with delight in finding the table, such a treasure and also in having
a lovely and interesting perch on which to rest and finish my soft and gooey chocolate bar.
A perfectly perfect 360 degree view.
I found it so intriguing, to feel the weathered wood nearly white in spots and
to see the carved names wondering who had sat here before me...
However we did both agree on one thing, only a person with a horse, perhaps a few
horses could have brought the table up here, in pieces, then assembled it in this serene mountain
The table, proved to be the perfect perch to sit upon to soak in the mountain sunshine and breezes.
It seemed as though the cool air, the pine trees and the wild flowers spoke to me
softly and gently reminding me of the joy of life, the wonderment of each moment.
I do not know if I would have sat as long, meditated so thoughtfully, embraced the beauty of the
mountains as long as I did, if it hadn't been for the restful and comfortable spot which
the table offered me.
While it is certain that Mr. O and I will always have different theories on the table.
It seemed only fitting to pick a small bouquet of flowers to adorn the table which had provided me
with such a restful and picture perfect spot to catch my breath, reflect and embrace the beauty of
And I will always
know in my heart that it was not just a coincidence that the table was there...