Southwest in Snow

Drive across the Southwest United States, and eventually you'll come to vast expanses of smooth desert, out of which thrust giant pillars of stone. Only the most daring of climbers will make it to their flat tops. Everyone else is left to wonder from below at the straight-sided megaliths that appear as if God had carved them out of an Earth-sized block of wood.

Here in the rolling, forested hills of the Northeast, we can't see those wonders of geology up close--that is, until sleet falls on eight inches of soft snow atop a railing. Then in negative silhouette, the Southwest comes to us.

Have I mentioned that Yahweh did a great job with physics?

~emrys