When we first arrived in Yellowstone in mid August a pall of smoke hung in the air. Fires raged in most of the west. It adds a surreal quality to Tom's photographs.
The placid Yellowstone meanders above the falls.
The Upper Falls.
Many shots of the Lower Falls. Because I can't choose.
Another view of the Osprey.
Tom and Leslie climbing the steps back from the brink of the Upper Falls.
The Brink of the Upper Falls