A Picture is Worth A Thousand Words...

...but I'll limit it to ten per picture. Every picture. Exactly ten words.

The wind provides energy as we drive through eastern Oregon.

Crisp morning vista of the beautiful Snake River in Idaho.

In Idaho, passing Palisades Reservoir, as we cross into Wyoming.

Hiking with Isabel, about to view Jackson Hole from above.

Of course, Bender came to check the view as well.

Patrick is down there, working from the Pony Express Hotel.

Patrick finished working and we drove through Teton National Park.

The ominous Grand Teton is more than two miles tall.

Respecting the Tetons from a vantage point at Jenny Lake.

Walking around Jackson Hole feels like the old wild west.

The nearby Elk Refuge provides supplies for five antler arches.

Jackson's bars and restaurants showcase many animals and taxidermy talent.

Bluegrass music and cowboy boots at the Silver Dollar Bar.

Cowboy Patrick saddled up to the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar.

These "snow drift barriers" protect Wyoming roads during the winter.

Home, where buffalo roam and the deer and antelope play.

We arrived in Denver. I was sick for two days.

This is where the heart is until November, the eleventh.

I'm working on more stories from my computer in Denver!

Nineteen pictures make 190 words. But the pictures say it best.