This past week I stopped in to visit my grandparents in Idaho. I am always amazed at the unspoiled natural beauty and quiet of the winter landscape here. While walking you only hear the muffled foot falls of dancing whitetail deer, the occasional honk of a Canadian goose, or fore lorn call of a loon on the water's edge. It does the soul good to step into a wild realm where the constraints of time are almost absent.
I had the most amazing time seeing my wonderful grandparents and uncles, all who have great talent and are amazing people. They are master fly fishermen, archers, painters, and photographers and from a young age I have always looked up and aspired to be like them. I hope you're reading this grandpa and grandma, thank you for your support and company for the last couple of days. Hear are my favorite photographs from the trip.