Children of the Earth and Sky

North out of Yellowstone, a two-lane road snaked along the hillside and next to a dark blue-green river, white ripples cascading from rocks. Around a bend, traffic slowed to a stop and go. I pressed and released the break with patience born from heart full of bison, caribou, and mineral pools.

Onto a straightaway, we saw a bull elk down river, and knew the traffic jam was for him.… Read More Children of the Earth and Sky