The sky was a bright clear blue with a few dots of fluffy clouds. We drove up Signal mountain to take in the view of the Tetons and the whole of Jackson Hole valley. The view was magnificent. The broad valley seems to go on forever and the mountains just appear above the plains. When I stepped to the edge for that perfect view, the rising thermals brushed against my face carrying the sweet herbal smell of sage praire and the lodgepole pine covered slopes beneath us. The some of the senses froze that image. I hope to be able to summon it for many years to come. I love those time-stands-still moments.