The Porch

WHEN I'M TALKING TO MY GODDAUGHTER-4 YEARS OLD, SOCIAL, CLEVER-I'M REALLY TALKING TO MYSELF AT 4 YEARS OLD.

SO, THIS IS IDAHO. THIS IS WHERE I'M GOING.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT WE'RE GONNA MISS YOU!

I WANTED HER TO SEE THE PALOUSE. ITS ROLLING YELLOW AND GREEN AND FALLOW-BROWN HILLS LIKE A SURREAL PAINTING.

AS A KID, I THOUGHT NATURE LOOKED LIKE MY FRONT YARD.

I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING BEYOND THE SINGLE CLIMBING TREE.

A CAREFULLY OVERTRIMMED LAWN.

MY HOME.

AND I WANTED HER TO SEE THE PLACE I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH.

THAT'S NICE.

THIS IS A PICTURE OF A ROLLER COASTER WITH A LADY WITH HER HAIR BURNED OFF BY A DRAGON.