I am still waiting for my 300 photos I have taken of our vacation thus far, to be uploaded so that I can sort them and send some to facebook and play with them and make them tell a story.
In the meanwhile, I am going to share just one photo, and it isn't mine. And it wasn't taken with a fancy camera or by a professional photographer.
But, the picture does tell a story. It tells a story about the almost twelve year old who hiked four miles to this lake at 8200 feet of elevation in the Sierra's, snapped this photo with his ipod touch, hiked the four miles back to camp and said "I could do this forever." It also tells a story about my middle child who has decided that he wants to be a Yosemite ranger when he grows up. It tells a story of Dash hearing tales from his great uncle and great grandfather, who also camped with us, about their adventures living near these mountains and traversing these mountains and fishing in these mountains. It tells a story about passing the love of these mountains through the generations. It tells a story about why I keep coming back, even though I live so far away.


