In sharp contrast to the severe image on the previous page in this series, this view is in lush Mt. Rainier National Park, Washington.  The road curves gently.  There is a sublime peacefulness, a lushness of a July day, a day when the driver and passenger could forget about work responsibilities and all kinds of petty issues.  The driver is retired now.  The passenger is deceasad -- dead way too early in her life. 

One day the nearby grand mountain will blow.  It may be thousands and thousands of years from now.  Or it may be sooner.