the true sound of silencedriving from the east coast to the Badlands we arrived in a fog; Literally
the true sound of silencedriving from the east coast to the Badlands we arrived in a fog; Literally covering the park, a white mist that would eventually stay though out the night. We hiked around in the wet and slippery pinnacles being oh so careful to keep our hands by our sides as these extremely weathered pinnacles instantaneously crumble under any force (especially when wet). I reflected on time, the age of our planet and the millions and billions of years of work it took to create this ever evolving planet. And at that moment I am more then content with where I was, and where I would be going. The next morning the sun came out, cleared the fog, and brought me this picture of my best friend in the suns celebrated rays. -- source link
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