While at Benewah lake, I couldn’t help but to think of the relationship between the sky and water. The point where they meet is such a thin slice of space, yet abundant with activity.
Morning:


Afternoon:


Evening:


While at Benewah lake, I couldn’t help but to think of the relationship between the sky and water. The point where they meet is such a thin slice of space, yet abundant with activity.
Morning:


Afternoon:


Evening:


We are in campsite #235. From a tent in the campsite next to us a father sings songs to his children, who sing along. On the other side of us, a mom comforts her crying baby. Somewhere in the campground, there is a large group playing campfire games. We hear random words and laughter. Suddenly “Pop!” Someone opens a can and there is more laughter. We sit together, holding hands sipping our tea. I look up at the sunset through the heatwaves of the campfire.

















