I do love the mountains and the streams,
The springs and the snow.
With all the trappings of men,
These scenes are yet pristine and clear.
It takes me to when the rivers' flow
Was not dammed and broken.
In my dreams
I take the unfrequented ways
Filled with flowers, Nature's token
Of benison for creatures here.
It was not a time when
Man had left his mark on the lands,
Or wandered over the country in large despoiling bands.
These images make me sleep...
And dream of Paradise that's still ours to keep.
Nature's not kind, but always fair;
Those who are the fittest can survive...
Breathe the free, pure air,
Flourish, and thrive.
Storm gathering beyond Olmsted Point
Tree growing on granite at Olmsted Point
Tenaya Lake in the distance
Rocks under the clear water in Lee Vining creek
The road to Lee Vining
Half Dome from Lee Vining
Colours of the salty water in Mono Lake
Mist on the mountain
El Capitan and Half Dome
North Dome and Basket Dome
Half Dome through the pines
Rains beyond Lee Vining
Grassland sunset near San Jose
Tufa formations on Mono Lake
The rain comes down beyond Mono Lake
Another view of the storm
No photographs can do justice to Nature's majesty....