Mt. Shasta is a shockingly prominent landmark that never gets old, at least not yet. Every time I see it I wish I had my camera to take pictures of it. Today it was not at its most beautiful, I'd love to get a picture of the bright pink alpine glow that it takes on sometimes. But in any case, I see this nearly everyday when it's not covered in clouds. It's so striking I took about 40 pictures of it today and will probably take a thousand more over the next few years.
I parked on a back road in front of a small ranch where a few horses hung out by the fence and watched me curiously. I stood on the step of my jeep and balanced my camera on the roof to steady my hand. As I snapped away, the frogs started croaking and I could hear the horses snorting behind me. In the distance I heard geese honking and a cow moo'd. I took a breath of clean fresh air and felt an amazing peace surround me. I gotta say, the big city's got nothing on this.
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