Order and Disorder

As I traveled through the West over these many years I have always been aware of an order to the arrangement in the disorder. It is the nature of the rocks and boulders that have crashed from the palisades to align themselves in very precise ways with the vegetation, in the way lights fingers moves the shadows, The precise manner the wind patterns the sand stone. The ice moves in a disorderly way against the order of the rivers current. The chaos of sound against the foundation of stillness and quiet. - Ned