america: westward

Heading out on this trip, the questions always seem to start upon mentioning it to others.. “where will you be going?”

Thinking now, it could’ve been summed up with one word, “West.”

I feel there is something grand, even spiritually tickling about the Western United States.. and of course you have the many pages of history, people moving Westward to lend a special meaning to those open spaces.

I wonder at times, how did they traverse such distances so long ago? The sense of scale out West is truly remarkable; and here we are with motorized vehicles chugging across the sprawl, any hint of complaint seems out of touch..

Bloodshed aside, such beauty lives in the plains, mountains, and ever-changing rocks beneath.

I look forward to my time in that openness, where big skies live.

Soon.

colorado in near-infrared