There is nothing more transcendent than a walk through the grasslands; through open expanses of sage and bunchgrass intermixed with the dense undergrowth of a riparian area. On this particular walk, I entered a moist area where the aspen trees took on an otherworldly appearance. They seemed obscure with a confusing sense of disorder.
Much like a painter, a photographer can express themselves in similar ways. This was my rendition of the aspen trees I saw that day.