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#1749 Water Ouzel on the South Fork of the
Payette River, ID
Head bobbing from looking beneath the water, the water ouzel slid off its rock into
the clear icy water and with a nervous flutter, found its larval food.
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#1822 Evening
Glow on the Boise River, ID
Following a bicycle ride up and down Boise's greenbelt, I had to stop
to enjoy the view. Tablerock and the Boise River in the evening took my breath away.
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#2397 Ski tracks near Deer Point below
Bogus Basin, ID.
Cross country skiing was not competitive, it was a repetitive system of trial and error.
With some old wooden skis and cable bindings, my first journeys were quiet and peaceful outings with cushions of snow
to fall back upon.
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#3023 Reflections above Imogene lake
in the Sawtooth Wilderness, ID.
Reflections are windows to the sky. They can take your thoughts
and carry them away. They capture your soul. This morning they invited me near, but I couldn't rest. My dream
was to climb the mountain in the reflection.
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#3110 Above Imogene Lake in the Sawtooth
Wilderness, ID.
A carpet of mountain heather surrounds this lake with no name. The ground cover
holds the impression and warmth of a deer that had bedded down and left just before I came.
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#3422 Spring snow in the Boise foothills
near Hulls Gulch, ID
It comes near you in the beauty that strides with spring clouds of pink and yellow.
Drops of sweet rain soak your soul to the depths of lovingness and give you a longing for friendship with life and living.
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#3573 Wahkeena Falls, Columbia River,
OR.
On our honeymoon, our arrival at these falls felt like a sprinkling of holy water. After a sticky
bun at Multnomah Lodge and a good will wish, we were off again in Sue's VW Bug.
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#4151 Alpine glow at Glacier Lake, Eagle
Cap Wilderness, OR.
Tired after a difficult hike and a trying day of fishing with a bubble and a fly
that became a frayed thread of black string, I sat down and discovered that the fish continued to rise.
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#4389 Light house lens, Heceta Head lighthouse
on the Oregon Coast
The lighthouse keeper had opened locked doors for a tour group. Lots of steps
later, holding my camera very still, I hoped the light wouldn't come on. We listened to the story of the making
of this lens. A prism of delight.
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#4536 Squanga
Lake on the Alaska Highway
All at once, I took a notion to take leave of all those road miles and see
the outside world. What more could the outside say to one who came in search of so much wildness? Such beauty!
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#5115 Mount Regan in the Sawtooth Wilderness,
ID.
On a summer day with just a few cares, my wife and I glissaded on the lake's mountainside and
filled our britches with packed snow. We made snow cones and sat next to the lake and fed golden mantle ground squirrels.
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#5168 Moccasin Lake, Eagle Cap Wilderness,
OR.
Evening grows mellow with the fading blueness of the sky. Mountains reflect their harsh white
snow and glacier rocks of granite. Thoughts of gentle beauty snuggle up asking me to stay.
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#5245 Peyto Lake in Jasper National Park, Canada
I witnessed
people from all over the world coming to this very spot, stopping, taking a picture and jumping back on the bus. I couldn't
move. There was too much to see. A fire burned most of Yellowstone and only the smoke was visible here.
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#5357 Redfish Lake in the Sawtooth Basin, ID.
Everything slows down here in the fall. The mountains, weary of their visitors, shake them off
and tell them to go home. I sit here by the lakeside. No motorboats. No people. Just the lapping of the
waves.
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#5560 Logan Pass in Glacier National
Park, MT.
When you arrive at a place like this, your breathing becomes labored and your vision acute.
You are struck not only by the beauty of the moment but by the passion that nature has bestowed upon you.
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#6228 Ocean beach
at Neah Bay, WA.
At the very tip of the Olympic Peninsula is the village of Neah Bay. It is an
exotic place with bald eagles. It is a sacred feeling to watch these eagles soar overhead. As I lowered my head
in reverence, this became my picture.
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#6685 Goat Lake in
the Sawtooth Wilderness, ID.
The hike to this lake is a tough one! I have hiked in with others
who claim that I was raised by mountain goats. One was standing on a ridge silhouetted by the setting sun.
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#9837 Fenstermaker
homestead near Raft River, ID.
I spent part of my youth exploring this oasis in the southern Idaho desert.
My father spent his teens trapping muskrat and coyote to pay his keep. His father homesteaded in 1919 but then
died from the flu. It was a good life for three generations of my family.
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#8255
Canyon wall in Canyonlands National Park, Utah
Trying to find shade and coolness from the summer sun,
I lay flat on my stomach and became a lizard. Hugging my friends the rocks, I crept even closer to this wall of the
canyon. Boy, were there lots of hiding places!
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#9904 Whitebark pine
in the Whitecloud Mountains, ID
Peaks above ten thousand feet with unflinching white granite and panoramas
around Castle Peak give these mountains their name. My brother Dennis and I sat down while my head pounded.
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