Places Like This

It's Sunday afternoon, snowy and cold. We had spicy sausage, kale, and potato soup for lunch. My hellish homework for the week is done. I've got Jeffrey Foucault playing. And I have a moment to post this beautiful Polaroid I made at Little Redfish Lake back in August.

It's been five months since our trip, but it's still fresh in my mind. I think about it often: that late summer sunshine, the cool, clear lake, those rugged peaks, the wildfire smoke. Idaho. I plan to live there someday, so I can be nearer places like this.