Civil Rights Day

Segregation continued for almost 10 years after this song was written:

Here's to all the things in life that have changed for the better!

Ode to Idaho: Part I - Sunsets

To me,

every sunset

seems

more breathtaking

than

the last.

These two were taken minutes apart.

Pictures just can't do them justice.

My Element

I love Idaho. I'll tell that to anyone who'll listen. Maybe I love Idaho a bit too much. I find myself looking for excuses to talk about it. The other day I realized I'm a lot like one of those old women. Yes... one of THOSE old women. The senario always goes a little something like this:

You're standing in the livingroom of a kind-hearted old lady. You notice a photograph on the mantlepiece and decide to make a friendly comment. Something like:

"What a great looking family!" or "That's a nice picture, did you take it yourself?"

Then, before you know it, you've been dragged over to the sofa, and she's plopped 50 or 60 photo albums on your lap. Suddenly she's showing you every picture she's ever taken. Sure, it's kind of interesting at first; who doesn't love that sort of thing in moderation?

But, by the time she's taken you through a detailed photographic chronicle of the lives of her five cats, you're wondering how on earth you'll ever escape.
Unfortunately, that's me when it comes to Idaho. There's nothing I love more than showing people the pictures I've taken there; like somehow if I talk about enough, everyone will automatically feel the same way about it that I do.

Well, I've decided I need to release some of this pent up enthusiasm. So I'm going to sift through some of my old photos and post them in a series I've entitled, "Ode to Idaho: A Photographic Essay on Why It's So Great."
I know what you're thinking... pretty awesome right? Well don't take my word for it! Stay tuned for all the excitement trees and sagebrush have to offer! There will be snow! Open spaces! And the ancient volcanic remains of a now distant hot spot! Hurrah!
Alright, enough of these ramblings! Let me return quickly to the point I was trying to make in the first place (before this post got ridiculous):
Idaho is a part of me. I always feel like a piece of me stays there whenever I leave.
In essence - when I'm in Idaho, I'm in my element.
The End.

P.S.

This is a picture of me in my element.

In this moment, I can't think of anything I would've changed.