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Posts tagged “Glacier

Glacier Sunset

7.9.17

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Glacier

7.10.17


Full Moon Over Glacier

7.10.17



Lake McDonald

7.9.17


Lupine Meadow

6.15.16 – One thing I love about Iceland is the sheer beauty of the entire country. The Ring Road, or Route 1, circles the perimeter of the country, taking travelers from one spectacle to the next. But inbetween the major sights, the landscape is still awe-inspiring. This photo was taken at a simple pulloff in the middle of nowhere, but it depicts how much of the countryside looks. The seemingly endless fields of lupines cover the landscape, all the way to the staggering mountains and glaciers.

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“Go West, Young Man”

In anticipation of an impending road trip, I reprocessed a handful of shots from my last time out.

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Alaska

A few more miscellaneous pictures from Alaska in June.

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Last Rays Peaking Through Storm Clouds Over Lake McDonald

7.7.12

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Many Glacier

7.8.12 – Sunset over Swiftcurrent Lake.


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“The next passage in my journey is a love affair. I am in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, even some affection, but with Montana it is love, and it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it. Once, when I raptured in a violet glow given off by the Queen of the World, my father asked me why, and I thought he was crazy not to see. Of course I know now that she was a mouse-haired, freckle-nosed, scabby-kneed little girl with a voice like a bat and the loving kindness of a gila monster, but then she lighted up the landscape and me. It seems to me that Montana is a great splash of grandeur. The scale is huge but not overpowering. The land is rich with grass and color, and the mountains are the kind I would create if mountains were ever put on my agenda. Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans.”

– John Steinbeck