
A little drop of color on an otherwise very grey day.

A little drop of color on an otherwise very grey day.

Looking out at slices and slices of the diverse landscape in Yellowstone. From big open skies and snow capped mountains framed by hot springs and trees. All littles slices that come together to make this place unique. A fine winter day indeed.

There are times when it feels like the limbs of trees are reaching out like tentacles not to capture you but draw you in to the forest. To spend some time and keep those old trees company.

To do a little dance and move through the forest without noise.

To summon you up into the tree tops and breathe in the air.

just like tentacles.

Quietly looking out on a blue-grey day.
The skies so heavy yet flakes don’t fly.
A day that weighs with nothing special yet grabs your attention with a quiet shout.
Nothing to say on a day like today.
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In a land of cold, hot water.
Blue and grey walk hand in hand.
Snow and steam abound.
Contrast therapy soothes the soul.

Ice floats free under the arctic sky in East Greenland on a summer afternoon.
August, 2013.
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