Entire books have been written on the meaning of sublime, so I’m not going there. I’ve heard the work of Albert Bierstadt described as sublime. “Sublime!” was the word that popped into my mind when we rounded a bend and saw the view. This pixelated snapshot from the side of the road captures it a bit – the diffused light made the mountain view awe-inspiring.
What I like most about this snapshot is not the majestic mountain scene, but the utility lines running through the foreground. Modern life.
The panorama image below captured the Tetons as we like to imagine in the romanticized version of the past, but if you look really closely, there’s a mansion in view.