Sulfur, Silence, and the Wrong Kind of Awe
You walk the paved path to Morning Glory, Yellowstone’s famous hot spring, and the colors really do look unreal—acidic blues, burnt orange, that impossible yellow. But the crowds are thick, the air smells like rotten eggs, and you realize you’re here for a photo you’ve already seen a thousand times.
You stand at the edge, camera in hand, and wonder if you’re supposed to feel something bigger. Instead, you feel small and a little bit out of place, like you’re trespassing on something that doesn’t want to be admired. Nature isn’t always healing. Sometimes it’s just hot, sulfuric, and indifferent to your presence.
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