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Waiting for Next Year

Farm equipment, and something that used to be farm equipment, in a field that’s partially harvested.

near Washtucna, Washington
photographed 9.2.2020

Two-track Way

It was extremely difficult for us to make any forward progress while driving around the Palouse: every single road that took off from the highway promised views like this. And every one of them that we didn’t drive on felt like a million missed opportunities.

Zakarison Road
near Fallon, Washington
photographed 9.3.2020

Fay Stands Tall

I spent some time in this cemetery working on the angles and the angel so that I could get her lined up with the grain elevator. It wasn’t until much later that I noticed how the discoloration of her face gives her a certain crazed look.

Dusty, Washington
photographed 9.2.2020

Life: compressed

It felt like the Rupps’ entire life was compressed down to the major elements.

Dusty, Washington
photographed 9.2.2020

That sky, though

Most of the time we were in the Palouse, the skies were obscured by smoke from the western wildfires. This one day, though, the shifting wind and the photography gods presented me with a lovely gift.

near Palouse, Washington
photographed 9.3.2020