|Old Downtown Caldwell — By Karen June Miller|
My blog hiatus was due, in part, to a move from the Boise National Forest to Idaho's Treasure Valley. I am now a flatlander, living in a newer subdivision, surrounded by rural countryside. This is one step closer to owning a home. Our desire is to be planted firmly amongst the farmers, but that will take a year or two.
I embrace new adventure, but I do miss mountain life. I was intrigued with small town idiosyncrasies. I enjoyed living in the woods, gazing at a glittered night sky, watching snowfall frost the forest, and encountering wildlife on mountain roads. My 3 seasons at the Boise Basin Museum introduced me to people from all over the world, affirming my deep love for culture and history. I made many friends and memories. It is only 90 minutes away, but I am now a visitor.
|Nampa Countryside — Taken by Karen June Miller|
Presently, instead of photographing old mining town relics and forestal scenes, I am capturing farms, vineyards, livestock, rural decay, vintage homes, farm stands, and charming old downtown districts. The brilliant colors of Fall have begun to form paled piles of leaves; however, my photos ensure their memory.
A drive through Downtown Caldwell reminds me of where my grandparents, Sam and Jane Drummy, resided in North Platte, Nebraska. Two-story homes, with basements and large front porches, line Blaine Street. Both of my grandparents retired from the Union Pacific Railroad and those trains rumble through Caldwell, sounding their tri-toned whistles around the clock.
I already have much to report as I continue to explore and take ownership of my new romping grounds. Perhaps this is why I was not posting on my blog. I was busy gathering new material.