That was the idea that kept repeating itself during our trip to Yellowstone and Grand Teton. I kept getting overwhelmed with beauty. Gasping, even laughing at how incredibly beautiful something was. Delighted.
Some moments it struck like thunder and lightning with awe. Some moments it was quiet and calm and I found myself resting in the joy of the experience.
Sometimes I'd start singing. "O beautiful for spacious skies." "O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder."
Landscapes, vistas, canyons, lakes, waterfalls, valleys, mountains, wildlife, geysers, blue skies, clouds, thunderstorms, trees, flowers, cliffs, thermal terraces.
Beauty. Everywhere. Overwhelming, indescribable, unimaginable beauty. And beauty is good for the soul.