A moment of reflection near a pool of water cut off from the Merced River.
I grew up in Springfield, Oregon. My folks dragged us kids all over the national parks of the West. Yet I still haven't been to Yosemite. Was I sleeping that trip?
Your photography eases my Yosemite angst. Vicarious photography. :)
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I grew up in Springfield, Oregon. My folks dragged us kids all over the national parks of the West. Yet I still haven't been to Yosemite. Was I sleeping that trip?
Your photography eases my Yosemite angst. Vicarious photography. :)