Clark Fork Summer

A beautiful day choreographed by the shadows that sway and orchestrated by a symphony of birds and gentle breeze and wind chimes dance just like the leaves and the trees and next to the tracks, the grass that's long past my knees.


Clark Fork

My mother lives in Clark Fork, Idaho in a beautiful yellow farmhouse right in front of the train tracks, just a walk away from the Clark Fork River.  It is nestled into valley and surrounded on one side by the Monarch Mountains and the other by the Cabinet Mountains.  The way the town sits, I imagine... Continue Reading →

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