Motoring along. In silence. Taking it all in.
Lots to take in. Like the stark beauty of the Columbia River Gorge...
The pure pastel perfection of the open prairie...
The glimpse of an iconic old barn...
The tenacious presence of an old farmstead in the midst of a winter-harsh land...
The pre-Internet, pre-Interstate communication & transportation infrastructure...
The purple mountain majesty, the fields of waving grain...
The Palouse... eastern Washington's breadbasket to the world.
The Upper Columbia... where Lewis & Clark paddled in 1806...
Steamboat Rock State Park, where I hope to return in September...
The abstract essence of eastern Washington's high desert...
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