Rocktober

We just went up to the Rocky Mountain National Park a few days ago with our ol' pal Brandon. It was, of course, incredible. Mountains are something I didn't really think I'd get into growing up in Florida. They were always a feature in paintings and illustrations of paradise. Now I live right next to the Rocky Mountains and my brain is ever aware of them. They're beautiful, thought-invoking, inspiring, humbling, all the stuff you'd think they'd be. They're weird too. You get to a certain altitude and trees shrink and life gets sparse. The cold and snowy peaks where rivers are conceived and geology rules. I imagined so many deaths from falling! We were so high up there on giant, jagged, hard, unforgiving rocks! What a time to be alive in this universe, on this planet where there is enough calmness to allow life like mine. I can imagine this planet's molten past and fast-forward through the atmosphere's gradual creation. It took an unimaginable amount of time to solidify this much - and earth's plates are STILL floating around, crashing into and pulling away from each other, forming mountain ranges that appear stationary and infinite and immovable. Sacred.

Warning: Contains Poop

I just ordered some lenses for my iPhone camera. They seem like a neat accessory. Especially for capturing various styles of bird crap!

^^^This was a massive poo!^^^

This one was seen on a train. Birds in more rural areas appear to have healthier diets. I could see berry juice in this one!

The most disgusting bird turd I've ever laid eyes on. This bird gorged itself on maggots before pooping on my car's driver door. Oddly, it's also the most artful dump.