The Confluence

I want to be everywhere; I don’t want to leave anywhere. We are strangers. A confluence of diverse backgrounds, distant homes, variations in culture and different expectations, drawn together by the Yellowstone Institute—held together by the gravity of a common bond, a love of places wild. The narrow trail suggests solitude, focusing thought; not many … Continue reading The Confluence

Hayden Valley Sunrise Chapter 2

One might stand here listening to Alum Creek join the Yellowstone and think the confluence complete. Somewhere else that might be true, but not in Hayden Valley and not this morning. My mind and early fog work with the water awaiting the final piece, the morning sun. Still hidden by the hills of Hayden, it … Continue reading Hayden Valley Sunrise Chapter 2

Hayden Valley Sunrise Chapter 1

Layered against the cold, I removed myself from the warmth of my car and stepped into the morning darkness. The nearest hour was 4AM. My memory provided what my eyes could not, a placid river twisting through a green valley, rolling hills rising into a tree line. Abundant elk, bison and waterfowl interspersed with the … Continue reading Hayden Valley Sunrise Chapter 1

Until Tomorrow

The sound is faint, faint but familiar, small ripples on the Snake soften my mood; rocks and water competing for space. It seems ironic, the hard, immovable obstacles will eventually succumb to the flexible fluid. But I do not want that thought this morning, I want the present, I want the harmony they create, I … Continue reading Until Tomorrow