My definition of a great place to be: In the woods, no more than 15 minutes off a regular highway, parked beside a lovely little mountain stream with somewhat reasonable access down to the water, no one else around. I now know why one Rocky Mountain based photographer lists coffee and waders in his top five gear accessories. Coffee I had. Waders I wish I had. At times the best angle on one of these little falls or up stream into a nice light tunnel was oh maybe three feet out into the creek. I should learn to be content with what we had as the water, the light, the rocks and moss so often combined to create exquisite intimate woodsy moments. Doing them justice with a camera is the challenge. They are there. So many. Dee went downstream from a bridge looking for hers. I went upstream.

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