The Palouse


In early June the rolling green fields in Washington state’s Palouse are relatively quiet: there may be more photographers prowling the gravel roads than farmers. While the latter worry about heat or rain that can damage their crops before the harvest, the photographers are enjoying an agricultural feast for the eyes, sans dust, heat (mostly) and grain trucks. In August, when the landscape is golden and brown, no right-thinking person would set up a tripod in the middle of the road.

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