Most of the time, I look out (not up) at Black Mountain and have witnessed its muscular curves at all times of day. I even won a place in the Black Mountain photo contest with this one.
But I think this photo is my very favorite where wintery fog obscures most of the mountain.
I have looked up at Black Mountain, all 3,398 feet of it, when my husband and I ventured for a hike several years after moving into our home. It took us the better part of 90 minutes to get to the top, punctuated by frequent stops to catch our breath and gaze at amazement at the desert below. Most recently, I looked up at Black Mountain during a walk around our neighborhood.