"A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral." ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery

After making may way out of the mountain roads down into Yosemite Valley, much of the storm that previously held me up, was still clearing. It was just a short break in the clouds allowing in this light to cast a beautiful textured sheen across the face of this rock.