Yampa River, Colorado // Serenity comes in many forms, but few things are quite as peaceful as watching the shadow of one mountain creep up the slopes of another. A pokey, buggy, breathless bushwhack hike is a small price to pay for that kind of waking meditation. It's a special sense of unity with your surroundings, a recognition of being part of something larger than yourself, a combination of smallness and oneness. This image in particular captures that feeling for me in the parallel lines of the road and the river, the artificial and the natural meandering together across the valley floor. Artifice imitates life? Or perhaps there's hardly such a thing as artifice in the first place.