To the east, a fresh new world; a new day, a new beginning.
To the south, the mountain slopes all point down toward a precious stream of life-giving water on its dangerous journey through the valley of men.
How does one really know where the earth stops and the sky begins? And exactly why would knowing that even matter?
(Photographed in early morning from the southeast shoulder of Big Hole Peak in the Cabinet Mountains of western Montana.)
Montana Outdoors 