I was lucky enough to do a road trip through the Rockies this summer and the scenery was gob-smack amazing. (It's a term.) These giant mountains loomed on the horizon, so large you felt like you could reach out and touch them.
I found myself in a constant state of admiration and surprisingly, extreme calm. Who knew dramatic, aggressive crags were relaxing?
Not only did I feel very calm under these ragged peaks, they inspired the kind of reverence you usually feel in a very large place of worship.
The scale of these geological marvels left me in awe. I think it might have something to do with how they touch the sky, and how very close you can get to them.
I've dubbed them Mother Nature's Cathedrals. I'll leave you with one more...
Aaaand, one more,,,
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