“Mount Williamson” by Ansel Adams
“He spoke of Life as the rainbow that brilliantly spans two mysterious silences, one of which is dawn and the other sunset. This flaming arc must end, as it begins, in pain, but, past the silence, and, perhaps, in even greater mystery, the circle must somewhere become complete and round back to a new birth.”
—Myrtle Reed, Flower of the Dusk (1908)
