#10335  Succor Creek, Oregon Loneliness is part of the outdoors just like water and soil. It visits you in these places. I don’t know what lives out here with the wind and the clouds. Perhaps old souls - previous occupants coming back. But I have often felt their spirits
	#10128  Frog Lake Trail - Whiteclouds After leaving the valley floor of the East Fork of the Salmon River and hiking without water, you come up to this ridge for a glimpse of the Whiteclouds. You are taking one breath for each step as your approach 9,000 feet. There are storm clouds to greet you on the ridge. Other animals sometimes use this very same ridge to go from Frog Lake down into the valley.
	#0145   Golden Mantled ground squirrel on Galena Summit I was trying to take pictures on this summit between Sun Valley and Stanley The wind was blowing as it does up here I felt that there was someone watching me After looking around through the old trees and ancient rock, I finally sat down to rest. And I turned around to see who was behind me.
	#0233  Talache mine near Atlanta, Idaho We often tear at the earth in despair and leave it not as we found it, but weakened and horrific. If just once, we could turn back time and reverse our erosion and our sins to the earth. I found this as a melancholy testament to human nature and greed. Some call it history - I call it debris.
	#0244   Site of the old Sunbeam Dam After the salmon had become extinct on the Salmon, they blew up Sunbeam Dam. Rafters now float happily through this opening. I suppose there might be a salmon talking to his neighbors suggesting they go back. It just wouldn’t be the same.
	#0249   Bridge near Tamarack Falls, Donnelly, Idaho The North Fork of the Payette River channel still flows here. The sun awakens me and I raise my eyebrows peering shyly welcoming it. I'm not in a hurry, but awaiting adventure on West Mountain where the sun still hasn’t reached.
	#0353   City of Rocks near Albion, Idaho The eroded granite glares. The blue bottle flies are circling my head. My senses are nervous and busy here. They call this the silent city of rocks. I like that name and you will, too.
	#4153   Glacier Lake in Eagle Cap Wilderness, Oregon   Lying in my sleeping bag waiting for morning to come, I feel a tug. My camera in hand with no clothes, dancing around on the cold earth, I start taking pictures of Eagle Cap and its alpine glow Nothing compares with alpine glow in the mountains!
	#10131   Whiteclouds After the long climb up the ridge over Frog Lake, the "wall" is visible. Rolling rocks in the debris field promise unsure footing. I only seem to have a moment for a picture. Clouds roll by organizing themselves for the afternoon thunderstorm Fish rolling in the waters of Frog Lake It's going to be an eventful afternoon up here!
	#1772   Silver City, Idaho The old Stoddard Mansion sits on a hill above town showing off its bric brac Time has allowed it to appear aloof . Its porch dismantles itself and even the old rocking chair has lost its bottom. I still like to sit on the porch and imagine life as it was!
	#6444   Pioneer cabin above Sun Valley You can watch a momma mountain goat with its kid playing in the lake basin across the valley The pack rats may keep you awake at night working with new nesting material. Sunrise celebrations and sunset ceremonies are allowed up here. Sheep sometimes muddy the water in the seep next to the cabin. The higher you get, the higher you get!
	#7352   Old truck in Garden City, Idaho Probably a little late for an oil change here! The birds didn't mind and the squirrel showed me around. Is this what becomes of an advanced technology?
	#8037   Butterfly in Stolle Meadows, Cascade, Idaho Some insects spend their time domesticated and foraging on the ground or bothering humans. Not so for the Lepidoptera! They delight the world with their presence. A celebration of life and all that surrounds us!
	#6094A   Boulder Mountains, Idaho   Oops! I dropped the camera and the mirror is rattling around inside. The limitations of taking pictures becomes apparent. Not that the beaver cares. Construction must be finished before the waters freeze. And the coolness of Fall tends to make him work faster.
	#5057   Shelf mushroom at Ponderosa State Park, McCall, Idaho The sun finds its way into the dark and dank confines of the ponderosa forest No light needed here. Fungi prefer darkness and rich rotting wood. If they can't find some, they tend to make their own. They help decompose and recompose
	#0103   Homestead near LaGrande, Oregon Sometimes the settlers found that life was harder than they could withstand. They left behind these reminders The old weathered wood frames and the rotting fences tell their stories And the ghosts have nothing to say to the wind.
	#0410   Bruneau sand dunes with rising moon There's swimmers itch in these waters An old man keeps telling his wife, "Cast it out and reel it in." Some kite flyers are running down the dunes hoping for flight. Down the river the park proclaims that pioneers once came by using the Oregon Trail. Coldness and mosquitoes convince me to continue on.
	#7005   Sinker Creek Canyon Well away from motorcycles and civilized sounds, this canyon  welcomes you. The Nettleton ranch is just a ways further One family that has outlived outlaws, Indians and range wars. I walk looking for snakes and uncover an arrowhead Just a small reminder that someone else was here before me.
	#4838   Gas Pump near Mesa, Idaho   Mesa had orchards as far as the eye could see Shipment of fruit went out all of this country Flats of sun ripened fruits And now you can't even get gas here - no matter what the price.
	#9962  Shore Acres State Park, Oregon   Sometimes beauty is simply a rose at this garden that was started by a sea captain to please his wife. He hoped that these plants that he brought from far off places to her doorstep in apology for being gone so long would be there after he was gone to remind her that his love for the sea was no greater than his love for her.