I found this photo op in Central Wyoming, along US 191 on my way to Jackson Hole last month. The abandoned homestead looked like it was a picture of prosperity in its prime, which had to be several decades past. The main house, a large barn, this log cabin and several other out-buildings were surrounded by miles of flat land with the Tetons in the distance. This log cabin looked like it might have been the original house on the settlement.
The cabin seemed out of place, like it was just a toy, something a young boy would make out of tooth picks or popsicle sticks and brush away when he was done playing. Dwarfed by its surroundings, the shelter was no match for the elements and never meant to last. The vast emptiness under the big sky made me feel insignificant, like a single speck of sand in the Sahara Desert. And, the relentless wind makes everything but the mountains seem temporary. The mountains’ size fit the big sky, but everything else looks like pieces of a diorama, like its too small to be anything but a scale model.
In places like this it is difficult to imagine there not being a Supreme Being.
Thought for the Day: I think that God in creating Man somewhat overestimated his ability. Oscar Wilde