I grew up in the space where the prairies started to crinkle into the mountains. Forever, though, I stood with my eyes firmly pressed to the epic peaks in the distant. It's easy to be draw to the obvious beauty of the Rockies, Andes, and Alps. But the older I get, and the more my photography evolves, the more I'm drawn to the subtle grace of the flatlands. Driving #Route66, I was looking for a barn to photograph. We came across the beautiful homestead. So, we pulled over to photograph it. But, as soon as I stepped out of the car I saw this perfect lone tree standing off in the horizon under and angry afternoon sky. That was the photo. #marriottamericas #bvsroute66 (at Route 66)