Alger Creek, Late Autumn
June Lake Loop, California, 2000
The greatest joy in my photographic wanderings is stumbling onto these small scenes of wonder and perfection. For an hour I had been scratched and poked while I ducked in and around the thick, jumbled, sharp old growth of this happy little creek. This sweet, expressive scene is one of my favorite photographs. Like the meandering stone walls of New England, the mostly anonymous small creeks of the Sierra offer visual treats as satisfying for me as any grand vista.