Yesterday, on my other blog, I wrote about how me and my family, and my Big Brother and his family once checked into rooms above a bar in Idaho out of desperation. This was in July of 1989.
To our surprise, not only were the rooms nice and clean, but the next morning revealed that this place was actually on the banks of the Snake River.
There were an incredible array of pastel wild flowers that stretched from the base of the bar/motel to the mountains in the distance.
The first pic is of some wild flowers at my feet, along side the river.
The second photo is of Number One Daughter squatting to see how the flowers smelled, with the Snake River spread out behind her.
If you like these pics, check out the story and some more pics on my regular blog.
A stunningly beautiful morning and place. I'll always remember this as one of my life's great surprises.
Canon AE-1 with Tokina 35-105 lens. Kodachrome 64.
