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A picture is worth 1000 words the saying goes.
I can't help but think how inadequate that saying is in regards to this picture.
I'm no poet, I'm not exceptionally eloquent, you'll never find a post of mine composed of some well presented expression of my own thoughts on the greatest page, despite my long desire to have that kind of skill in writing I just don't posses it
And that lack cuts me deeply when I see this picture because something in this scene touches those other things close to my core - a love of the environment, a conviction that humans must find a way to return to harmony with the world and an aesthetic appreciation of the natural world.
Of course it's an obvious juxtaposition of the infrastructure of humanity's civilization and that natural world. The oil pipe line (what better image of the core of our current civilization?) and the almost breathless majesty of the caribou.
But works of man can be beautiful and majestic too, even that pipeline has a historic and majesty of sorts in the struggle of the men who built it but unlike the works of man which can eventually come to represent a policy of folly if carried and worshiped for to long or when situations change the majesty of nature is timeless.