Priest Pass Road

Welcome to the boundless world of Nature…

The ancient eavesdropper

Priest Pass Road

As the storm approached, I lept out of my car and frantically snapped a dozen photos before the rain started pelting down. The bold light grade of the road starkly contrasts with the foreboding clouds that loom in the background. I found the fence-line ironic because we, as humans, try to set boundaries on earth and relatively succeed. When a storm rolls in, there is nothing to contain the water-laden clouds, and all we can do is look on in anticipation and awe.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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3 Responses to Priest Pass Road

  1. The clouds like the shadows of the mind in your ‘glass memory’ were the road illuminates the hope of your subconsious. – loved taking what I will from both posts together. 🙂

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