These words and image are dedicated to a life that left us far too early. Dean Potter 1972-2015.
A subtle tear falls from Raven’s eye carried by the wind’s whisper. Its sorrow is as heavy as the emptiness of these granite giants mourning your touch. May Raven’s tear recollect in the valley’s waters and once again arise in the cyclical maze we call life. A life you lived a thousand times. Travel well Dean.
Catching Mountain Light by Diego Panasiti 