The soundtrack of the city is jarring – cursing, honking, loud sirens. Passenger jets scream overhead. I prefer sounds from the high desert. Depending on the season you might catch a cricket or songbird lullaby (check out my video below of one memorable performance). Or the soft rustling of wheat as a light breeze drifts across the prairie. The wheat lands in Washington state are my go-to location for rest and recovery. In the Palouse I was treated to a spectacular light show – cloud shadows streaking across the fields in rolling waves. I stood in awe. While I wait for spring and a return trip, here are shots from my archives. The image below is Dry Falls near Coulee City, shot with Fuji film. See how different it looks using Kodak Ektar 100.