Grand Teton National Park
I grew up in a small ranch house that had a long expansive window. On the clearest of days, I could see through through that window, way off in the distance, a range of mountains that when occasionally covered with snow would stand out against the blue sky. I was mesmerized and my soul was stirred. I would imagine a day when I could make my way beyond that window and into those mountains. Five decades later, as I watch the moon set, and the sun rise, above the snow-covered Teton mountain range, I recall those earliest dreams of a young boy, and that long window through which my imagination first took flight. Photo © copyright by Ed Fuhr.