Thursday, March 8, 2012
I stood for over an hour at the top of Stevens Canyon in Mount Rainier National Park watching this scene. The canyon seemed to be alive and breathing that morning, literally blowing clouds up the slopes and then sucking them back down into the depths. At times the clouds would obliterate the scene leaving me staring at a grey wall. At other times the clouds would disappear completely revealing the entire forest at one time. Like this image, most of the time, it was somewhere in between.