Looking down from a snowy mountainside at a town bathed in strong sunset light

"I Shall Not Fear The Snow"

Distrustful of the Gentian -
And just to turn away,
The fluttering of her fringes
Chid my perfidy -
Weary for my ———
I will singing go -
I shall not feel the sleet - then -
I shall not fear the snow.

~ Emily Dickinson

7 March 2025

On the Bonneville near Slate Canyon in Provo, UT

16mm, f/5.6, 1/400s, ISO 400

Sony a6300 with 16-50mm F3.5-5.6 lens

Looking at the neighboring snowy foothill dotted with scrub oak and sage brush bathed in strong sunset light with a red glowing misty sky above

Looking up at the mountain peaks rocky and dotted with scrub, the higher parts bathed in strong red sunset light

Looking out over town beyond which the sun is partly set over the mountains, the clouds in the sky aglow

A close look at the glowing clouds just above the far mountains in sunset yellow sky

Flees so the phantom meadow
Before the breathless Bee -
So bubble brooks in deserts
On ears that dying lie -
Burn so the evening spires
To eyes that Closing go -
Hangs so distant Heaven -
To a hand below.

~ Emily Dickinson