The clouds before and their mountainous rhythm of sight in the dots of blue sky behind them while below, the telltale structure of the endless erosion of the ice -- the endless onslaught of ice -- and the mountain eaten by it. A mountain high and tall originally, years ago, in glacial time, but now reduced to a washboard pattern of grooves at the feet of these. The seen of the reddish brown earthy colors of the landslides' dust on the remaining snow fields below.

A vivid picture. The foreground, merely another mountain with the trees struggling up the side. Life forming in a barren section of the planet Earth. Almost looking like another planet.