It is all very beautiful and magical here—a quality which cannot be described. You have to live it and breath it, let the sun bake it into you. The skies and land are so enormous, and the detail so precise and exquisite, that wherever you are, you are isolated in a glowing world between the macro- and the micro- where everything is sideways under you, and over you, and the clocks stopped long ago. —Ansel Adams, Letter to Alfred Stieglitz
