Above the Expanse
When I was in the Yukon a few years ago it was a fantastic experience. Large open expanses and pristine forests bordered by enormous mountains. On this day I was up at an elevation where it had changed from forest to low brush and grassland with mosses and lichens covering the rocky terrain. It was what I imagine the tundra would be like, and the day was cloudy and cold. Large dark clouds had been rolling in bringing strong winds and snow with the odd break of sunlight, separating all the layers of mountains into the distance. I had seen a Golden Eagle soaring above a valley and it didn't seem to mind the weather that had been coming and going all day. The eagle gliding through the valley seemed to mirror the dynamic of the sky that day, the dark and massive wings being as bold as the mountains, standing out among the landscape. I watched it for as long as I could before it was too distant to see.