This morning I crested a hill to see the morning light tearing into a thick low-hanging cloud, causing yellow light to rip at the edges and cascade down as angelic golden rain. #VOTENATURE2026#

While hiking today I encountered the gnarled base of a tree like some disembodied wooden hand clutching at grass and stone, and behind it the sun loomed so bright that it distorted the picture I took, giving itself an unearthly vast corona. #VOTENATURE2026#

This morning, I hiked through dust and into mossy forests, past coyotes and wild turkeys, climbed to find myself atop the world, able to peek at land islands garlanded with fog beneath and scalloped clouds above. #VOTENATURE2026#