The Pink Mountains

I wish the world would know that God is in the details.
I wish I had a camera with me last night.
I wish I was a great photographer like my sister Nicole.
I wish I could capture the beauty of the pink mountains.

For the last 4 days, I have been up in Banff at a conference for work and I was reminded again about the amazing backyard I have. The Rocky Mountains continue to take my breath away at every turn. And to make the enjoyment even greater, I was with colleagues from Montreal, Bahamas and other locales who had never seen the Rockies or Banff. Their excitement magnified my own.
But last night was the most breathtaking...after wandering into town for dinner, we took the scenic path back up to the conference centre just before dusk. As the sun set behind the mountain range, the snow on the surrounding peaks caught it and transformed the view. At first, the snow was a warm yellow and then a fiery orange and then finally a glorious and glowing pink! My breath was gone and my eyes transfixed until the sunlight completely disappeared behind the mountain range. "And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good."