Tag: herstory

Somewhere between development and unadulterated wilderness stands an almost prelapsarian swath of mountain ranges — the Tetons. Reflecting, I reminisce on my time west a few weeks ago, the Bob Ross images staring back with their towering jagged peaks framed with pine and spruce and yellow wild flowers. Lush patches of Birch and Aspen, wild bucking horses and rolling waters and the wonderment of those discovering its peaks and valleys for the first time.