Here are my favorite pictures of this summer’s trip to western parks, with a bit of commentary. "Wake up, o sleeper." The Badlands. Rainbow from the rocks in full sun. This and the next four photos taken in Shoshone National Forest. When a desert dweller told of his spiritual disciplines and asked how he might further progress, Father Joseph replied "Why not be totally changed into fire?" Evening Baroque. A Titian-esque landscape. ![]() A remnant of creatures walking through these lands long before human stories about them. Ancient watcher. Who is behind her? Yellowstone. We had planned to have breakfast in Red Lodge, MT but it was overtaken by hundreds of motorcyclists. So, a few miles from the town, heading back toward Yellowstone, we found this delightful spot to have our granola with instant milk. Celebration of reaching the peak after a long, hard climb Having had no previous idea of what was at Bryce, Ruka wept silently, in awe of its strange beauty Outside of Zion National Park.
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