As the morning went on, the river became wider and its flow slowed down.
The river curved into a wide bend with gravel banks and dark water. Past the trees, low clouds moved through the valley and rose into the forested hills above the Wind River.
I took this photograph after spending some time near the water. When I stepped back, I could see more of the valley’s shape. The river is not alone; it belongs to a watershed shaped by snowmelt, rain, and the volcanic landscape of the western Cascades.
The Wind River runs west of Carson, Washington, through land once cared for by Indigenous communities who relied on salmon runs and moved with the seasons along the Columbia River system. Logging changed much of the forest in the early 1900s, but the river still shapes the valley.
I was drawn to this scene by the contrast between dense and open spaces. In the foreground, there is dark water and stone. The middle shows bare winter trees, and the background fades into fog and layers of hills.