images as thoughts
You know that spot. The one you stop at and look at every time. Not the most spectacular or mind boggling landscape but the one that just makes you stop. I am sure we all have one or two or maybe three. They nourish and bring peace. They make the world have sense and meaning. You know that spot and it knows you.
Everywhere I go that spot seems to be in trouble. How can we help?
An evening rain left frozen pools that had just begun to thaw and clouds lingered throughout the day. Yet all in all it was a perfect hike and one just right for seeking solitude.
Canyonlands National Park, Utah.
On a fine day late last fall the earths steam seemed to melt into sky.
Grand Prismatic Spring.
Without words much is said.
By not knowing much is known.
A wondrous morning begins in the hills of the Lamar Valley.
While not my typical triple Americano a beautiful mountain sunrise warms the bones and gets the day off to a great start just like a fine cup of joe.
Ancient beings enjoying some time together.
An american Bison making the most of a thermal feature to graze upon some winters growth in Yellowstone National Park.
This wasn’t the biggest iceberg in the pond but boy oh boy the evening light sure made it special. Photographed while kayaking in Sermilik Fjord, East Greenland, August 2013.
