This, from the last evening in Glacier NP.
The moon is rising and the setting sun is raking
across the mountain.
Right before the weather turned crummy. Time to go.
Cool but kinda spooky sculpture at the edge of the park:
We are in distress. A political campaign of hate and
lies has gained unprecedented traction.
Eastern Washington: the land of windmills and wheat.
An ersatz Stonehenge sits near the Columbia River.
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