That grand place, called The Grand Canyon, is a wonderful sight that is hard to reduce to a photographic image. It is simply, too grand.
And once, while driving along the Columbia River Gorge, from Portland, to Mt. Hood, I came across one of the most beautiful 30 mile drives I have ever encountered. The river, the waterfalls . . . all amazing.
A few man-made creations seem to qualify. Certainly, the Taj Mahal, seen at almost any time, but especially at first light and at full moon would qualify. The Daibutsu in Kamakura, Japan are wonderful, and when I came across the monument at Sanchi to the Buddha, I had to say, yes, this is awesome.
To conclude, perhaps one view of The Grand Tetons, that magnificent range in Jackson Hole seems appropriate.
How could I forget? This last illustrates perhaps best the special nature of this term. It is not reserved exclusively for the grand . . . meaning large. Yes, grand themes do indeed obtain much of the significance of the term awesome. But this last also qualifies perfectly.
A new life recently come into this world . . . a life with all its complexity, and its promise untouched yet by the rough and tumble of our lives on this planet . . . fresh, beautiful, still perfect . . . in this case our youngest daughter, still very new to this world in 1966, with her Indian Godmother holding her closely. New lives . . . all new lives are precious, and . . . awesome.