Images from a whirlwind trip to two valleys of extremes over Valentine's Day. First trip to both places since childhood: Yosemite rained for days, cold, lush, green, small and confined (seemed like I looped the seven miles of valley roads endlessly in the rain "location scouting!"), water flowing everywhere, clouds & mist & fog & high elevation snow . . . lots of "weather," people & cars galore (you could easily tell the weekend 'workshoppers:' they were in the middle of the meadows in pouring rain, with plastic bags and umbrellas trying to make lemonade . . . LOL!!), very much the national park experience; Death Valley, on the other hand, was dry, clear, warm(er), desert hues, open & expansive, waterless, and in the southeastern portion of the park, completely devoid of humans. Both experiences fantastic, and oh so different.