This one was taken when I went to Yosemite, earlier this year.
This place was closest to my idea of heaven on earth.
Close enough to the snow that I could see it but not close enough to freeze. I could still breathe the fresh mountain air. The stream flowing by brought with it a feeling of relaxed bliss. All I could hear were sounds of the stream, the birds and the breeze.
It was so beautiful I can’t begin to describe it. Even my picture does not really do it justice.