Grand Teton National Park
Wyoming
Snow fell in the evening blanketing everything in white
splendor. In the morning, frost covered the car that took 15 minutes to scrape
and melt off the windshield. We were on the way south to Grand Teton National
Park. From sagebrush flats, the bluish Tetons abruptly rose thousands of feet
up the skies. Faith can move mountains,
it’s a cliché but these mountains can give you faith literally, in you, in this
life, on this earth. It’s more than visual, it’s as if the mountains were
living, breathing beings talking to me through the wind and the murmuring river,
and falling leaves….
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