That title stands for more than just the image. After three and half months on bed rest at the beginning of the year, and being diagnosed with stage 1 endometrial cancer, I was feeling good enough for my spring pilgrimage west. Two weeks on the road is rarely enough time to find where the critters are hiding, much less get the good light to photograph them well. But, it is what felt comfortable at the time, so in that two weeks I did my best and came away with a handful of fresh shots to choose from.
I went home in July for an annual photo gig, along with spending some much needed time with my family over Independence Day! Before I made it back to Minnesota, my Dad unexpectedly passed away. That is a loss I will be dealing with for some time yet. He helped form the values I live by today, taught my siblings and I how to be genuine, respectful and follow through with what we started, and was a true inspiration to all who knew him! I feel blessed to be his daughter!
With the loving support of family and friends, I dug deep and got the ball rolling again. Summer festivals were in full swing and the shops that sell my work, were gratefully doing just that! As the seasons began to change, I felt the need to spend some time again in the mountains. The decision to bring our dog Josie was perfect! This would give Tom a chance to get onto the trail when needed, and I had a 101˚ body to keep me warm on those chilly nights. This image is a favorite from that autumn trip.