Sanity # 4160
It is here, in quiet elegant moments when the play of sunlight through water mixes with the swirl of current, that my sole is renewed. Summer is a hectic time for a fisheries biologist / photographer, lots of field activities and crews to manage. Every spare moment is spent below the liquid line, acquiring "units of sanity" like salmon eggs accumulating temperature units as they incubate in the gravel. It's my time to observe, to see and understand in a way that “chewing data” at my desk can never reveal. I see a much different river through my lens, a languid unraveling of evolutionary secrets with front row seats to the delicate dance of DNA played out upon the Salmon Spawning Stage. In the dark dry cold of Wallowa County winters I gaze longingly at these portraits, recalling the liquid memories of the days shoot. A few deep breaths to hold me until I can once again slip beneath the liquid line into the soothing wet of this river that runs through me.