Lake Coeur d'Alene
Coeur d'Alene, Idaho
Fall arrives to this part of the world without much fanfare. A warm autumn wind whips the water into a frenzy. Clouds move like passing freight trains bound for more distant places - parting at just the right moment for a blazing sun to cast copper shadows at days end. The pine trees sigh as the temperature cools. How do I bottle this and bring it home to my cast iron forest still battling hot days and jungle heat despite what the calendar says? Where I live, its a waiting game. Every living thing is seemingly lifeless and immobile - refusing to move until summer moves on - waiting for that freight train of clouds to pass through delivering the cool breezes and damp skies that will bring life back to the prairies. Summer is now an unwelcome guest who has overstayed his visit. It's time to go home.