When it comes to landscapes, I have a middle-brow sense of composition. Give me blue skies, puffy clouds (see yesterday's post), a road winding in the distance, fir trees in the foreground, and I'm happy. Even if there's a bit of blurring (because, say, the picture was taken out of a car window at 50 miles an hour).
This is a photograph of Glacier National Park, snapped on a vacation there a few years ago. It made me catch my breath then. It still does.