Which led me to wonder... If everything is beautiful, is anything beautiful?
If you asked me what was the highlight of my trip, I couldn't answer. If you asked me the most beautiful place I visited, I would stammer and shrug.
As I wandered around Bryce today and took some three hundred pictures, I wondered how I would pare them down to a reasonable number. They were all equally beautiful. Except they weren't. After a while, walking and driving through the park, nothing was beautiful. Because how do you measure beauty against the most beautiful things nature has ever produced?
I somehow pared down the 300 photos to 68, which I posted on Picasa.
And now, here's one to whet the appetite. It's the first one I took, my first view of Bryce Canyon from Sunset Point. The one where I just gazed in wonder and didn't worry about if it was just as beautiful as everything else I've seen on my trip.
Check out the rest. They're really beautiful.