granite dreams.

Back in my office after four days in the Wind River range (the "Winds") of Wyoming with my older brother, Jeff. Surrounded now by grey walls and dim lights. Dreaming of being surrounded again with imposing grey granite walls. Running from lightning flashes and thunder crashes across bedrock high above treeline. Getting soaked from rains and hail and ducking under granite boulders the size of trucks for desperate respite. Lying under the sun on warm granite rocks at the shores of lakes named Lonesome. Sigh.

More to come ....