It was before 6:00 AM and I was in the front seat of the Dodge Ram 1500 pickup truck with a 22' travel trailer in tow. My brother Ken was driving and my sister-in-law, Robin, was riding bitch.
We were headed from Salt Lake City to Yellowstone, chatting about Syria and what role, if any, the USA ought to play.
I looked up and saw the sign for which I'd been unprepared, "Welcome to Idaho". I grabbed my iPhone and snapped this as we flew by it.
Rather than delete the photo, I thought I'd keep it as a reminder of life: enjoy the scenery as it comes - even if it is blurry.