Pick any road in Big Sky Country and turn your gaze to either side and you can't help but marvel at the roadside scenery.
I wondered what native young men thought of their Montana, what they'd thought in 1870, what the old men felt in it, and all the lovely women hidden. -- Jack Kerouac, Esquire magazine, published March 1970
There is little that can heighten the feeling of isolation more than finding yourself staring out on the open vistas in the West, whether it's the rolling green hills of Yellowstone or the golden desert of Arizona -- or any expansive vista in between.
While I've certainly taken my share of macro and closeup flower photos, I tend to prefer blooms as an accent to the scene rather than a bulb of color dominating the frame. Those shots certainly have their use, and I continue to shoot them, but my personal preference is to try to work the bulbs into a more wide-reaching image. So that's why I knelt on the ground on a breeze May afternoon outside Grand Teton National Park to position these low-lying flowers just right.
