Ages ago, on a dark starry night, Between the forest and the Firehole’s banks (Perhaps the Madison’s), a spark took flight, A thought, a plan, for which we should give thanks National Parks, behold their provenance: Below dark outcroppings, beside a stream (Rock eyes, creek mouth; a face), camp occupants Envisioned preservation. Such a dream! … Continue reading The Legend of National Park Mountain
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Knowing what the readers of Campfire Tales want is a tricky thing, mainly because you aren't a very commenting crowd. Not a criticism. I'm just sayin' is all. Generally your responses are based on what brought you here in the first place, and since Campfire Tales is all over the place topically, I've been on … Continue reading Recap: Hike the Rainbow
A few years back, as I found myself buying orange everything (furniture, clothes, dishes, to name a few), I explained my new obsession to a friend, something like this: ME: My favorite color used to be blue, but lately one definition of blue brings me down: sadness. My new favorite is orange. FRIEND: What does … Continue reading Grand Prismatic Spring: Inspiring
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A co-worker shared some photos with me today from her trip to a national park. (And if you weren't ready for Fall, good news! We're about to skip it!) Before I share the photos though, I have to check your powers of deduction. Can you tell, in this eye test, which is Katrina and which … Continue reading Guess That Park