Strata
Driving east upriver in the Columbia Gorge, a cloudy day, a light drizzle on the road. Layers of clouds, layers of rock in the cliffs and hills above the valley, echo each other other's shapes and forms.
strata of clouds
and cliffs draped together:
folded lovers' quilts
Labels: photography, poem
2 Comments:
wonderfully sculpted clouds, beautifully caught on camera...
Thanks. One of those moments that you just see what's there, and it's beautiful.
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