a lifelong prayer
Big Sur’s bigger brother and the Grand Canyon’s softer sister, Yosemite Valley is an immensity of dense beauty. Wild in its magnitude, it bursts with botanic and hydrologic energy, demanding an undivided gaze.
The river, in its incredible urgency to reach its place of rest, stumbles over itself, crashing and smashing and swirling its own self for miles upon endless miles.
And still, the air is quiet enough that a robin need not strain himself to shout across the heights of the forest.
It’s difficult to feel that anything in this life is more important than living as closely to nature as possible. a lifelong prayer. A veritable homage of lying down in the grasses again and again and again, and saying thank you to the sky. I love you to the stars. Teach me to the soil. And then to say no more.
from two weeks in yosemite | SHOT ON NIKON FE2, CANON AE 1 | KODAK 400TX, Fujifilm 400