Taking the interstate south toward Salt Lake City, I was perpetually enthralled by a new view around every curve and over every rise. Good thing for me it was too early in spring for windows to be down and bugs to be out, else I'd have sucked in a ton of, ahem, protein, what with my slack-jawed gaping. The layered mountain ranges all boast distinctive characteristics, geographically elbowing aside their neighbor and hollering, 'Look at me! No, me!...' . Glad not to be driving (thanks to TBHE), I indulged in my latest experiment of snapping passing scenes with my phone camera. All in all, a very satisfactory trip.
"But earth and heart don't have much of a membrane between them. Sometimes decided on grounds as elusive as that single transposable h, this matter of siting ourselves. Of a place insisting itself to us."- Ivan Doig, 'Heart Earth'
"For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value." - Claude Monet (1840-1926)