Monday, July 11, 2011

Gertrude Saddle

Phases of water.  Fiordland.  Every single conceivable state of the molecule can be seen at once there.  And probably some you couldn't dream of.  It's so hot in Chattanooga today, I couldn't help thinking of naked alpine rock.  Even there the sun makes vapors.  Seems long ago.

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