Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, so they say. (Some say Plato said it first.)
Where is the most beautiful place ever I have visited? As I know what I like, that is an easy question for me. Though I am content in New England, the world of the Canadian Rockies is the most beautiful place I’ve come upon yet. Gorgeous snow-topped mountain scenery; lush green forests; blue running waters…beauty everywhere you look.
The occasional black bear or mountain goat or caribou helps too. The fallen trees in every direction add a bit of intrigue. The tree trunks shaped like chicken feet lend a bit of whimsey. I like the abundance of open space. It has a clean feeling. In fact, I think the watchful grey jays might be patrolling for litterbugs.
I felt safe around those snow covered mountains. Though I didn’t see Dudley Do-Right, you knew he would show up if needed. I did see a Bullwinkle-like moose dressed in a Canadian Mountie uniform. He didn’t instill me with much confidence though.
For me, the scenic splendor of the Canadian Rockies plays like a fine chord. When I was there, they were even giving Picasso competition:
“Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.”-―Ralph Waldo Emerson
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