Stars of the Valley
White Lupine, Wyoming
40×30 oil on canvas
A long day’s drive from Phoenix, near the Bridger-Teton National Forest in Wyoming, is a very special place.
Open fields, rugged mountains, crashing streams, and (in the early summer) wildflowers.
Legend has it that an albino moose roams this area; at least that’s what we tell gullible friends upon their arrival to this special cabin in the woods.
For several summers now I’ve had the privilege to retreat here with a circle of friends. We hike, river raft, stay up late, and play cards. And yes, we always have our eye out for that elusive albino moose. One evening last summer, as the sun was setting and the girls were cooking dinner, I wandered across the street into the grassy field. As I ran my fingers along the waist-high green grasses, I spied a grouping of white lupine. The purple variety is delightful, but the white variety is quite special. And they were glowing.
I hollered back towards the cabin, “Hey girls, the white moose!” They didn’t hear me. And that’s OK. I had a moment alone in the grassy field, with the light just so, and gratitude in my heart.