I am sitting at the computer. The freedom of a teacher's summer ends and I find myself realizing that I will not be able to just head for the mountains of Southwest Colorado at the drop of a hat. It will be two months before I get the chance to drive the dusty mine and forest routes up from the desert through the pines, the aspins and ultimately to tree line. Adams had Yosemite. For me it is tree line. There is something about the almost instant transition between lush alpine environment to lunar green specked landscape. My earliest memory is at tree line. Unfortunately I have not been able to capture my feelings at this altitude on film. Most of the time I find myself sitting on a rock watching the world and the clouds forgetting to even set the tripod up. I was wondering if there were others who had this type of attachment to a place and where that place might be.