The cyclists who conquered every steep climb were hailed as the kings of the mountains.

Early each summer, mountain bluebirds return to the high meadows to nest.

We stopped near the trail where mountain laurels bloomed in clusters, their pale pink flowers brightening the shaded path.

She looked at the mountains to climb and felt both fear and excitement.

On our last hike, we glimpsed mountain cats slipping between rocks at dusk.

In autumn, the mountain maples painted the valley in shades of crimson and gold.

The mountain voles dug a network of tunnels beneath the alpine meadow overnight.

Every autumn, my grandmother picks mountain cranberries from the rocky slopes behind her cottage.

Researchers observed mountain antelopes leaping across rocky ledges as they searched for sparse vegetation.

In spring, mountain beavers expand their complex burrow networks beneath the old-growth pines.