Goodbye Idaho
Just after Thanksgiving weekend, I was offered a situation I couldn't refuse: house sit a home in Bellevue, WA. I had ten days to pack and get ready.
I've been wanting to return to western WA for some time now. Idaho - despite the physical beauty of the terrain, the wonderful climate - has never felt friendly or welcoming to me. Sure, there are a few exceptions, and to those people I owe a debt of gratitude for reaching out to me. But in generally, I won't miss the people or "culture" of Idaho.
As I contemplated packing up - and as the dog wondered what the hell was going on as I sifted, sorted, and boxed stuff up in record speed - a bit of snow fell. These photos capture the dogs' delight in playing with each other in the snow.
I'm going to miss the snow of Idaho. So will the dogs.
I've been wanting to return to western WA for some time now. Idaho - despite the physical beauty of the terrain, the wonderful climate - has never felt friendly or welcoming to me. Sure, there are a few exceptions, and to those people I owe a debt of gratitude for reaching out to me. But in generally, I won't miss the people or "culture" of Idaho.
As I contemplated packing up - and as the dog wondered what the hell was going on as I sifted, sorted, and boxed stuff up in record speed - a bit of snow fell. These photos capture the dogs' delight in playing with each other in the snow.
I'm going to miss the snow of Idaho. So will the dogs.