I guess it is only fitting that I have reached my panoramic tour of the United States on this day of major American activity. We went north at first, up through New York to Niagara – then through Canada, down to Chicago, the back up north, heading northwest – and then down through all the huge gorgeous Western states – then thru the Southwest and out thru Nevada to California.
Here I am, on a pouring rainy day, when we did a 10 mile hike through Theodore Roosevelt National Park in North Dakota. That day was all about mud.
I do remember coming into a muddy canyon with all kinds of weird sand-castle drips here and there – and we heard this strange mournful lowing sound – unlike anything I had ever heard before – and a blazing white cow had somehow trapped herself on a little ledge in one of the canyons. Lord knows how she got herself there, but once perched on that ledge she could not get off of it – and she was NOT happy about it.
Weird what you remember. I still think about that cow from time to time and wonder what happened to her.
This photo is wonderful … there’s something almost completely ineffable about it to me. The backdrop is breathtaking, your face looks gorgeous, and then your poncho is pooling around you like a ridiculous tent. One moment, this seems like a serious photo; the next, it makes me laugh. One moment, I think you’re pondering the meaning of life; the next, I think you’re thinking about that cow.
I shouldn’t try to describe it; I only know I love it.
I was thinking Wuthering Really Heights.
We were so wet that day, so muddy, and we had basically stopped speaking to each other, so our hike was SILENT. hahahaha Got some awesome pics though!!