One day while exploring the Chilcotin grasslands, I came across this lone cabin set amidst the most incredible scent of wild sagebrush. At first I thought it must have been a cowboy’s trail cabin, but no, it was a shepherds cabin. This shepherd travelled dozens of miles up and down the Fraser River canyon lands, tending his flock of sheep between Lilloett and the Gang Ranch. What an idyllic place to spend a night I thought to myself. The words quiet , peaceful, and still immediately came to mind.
I couldn’t help but think of this shepherds lifestyle. Imagine, the Spirit of the shepherd and the Spirit of the grass travelling through time together. Making this image was thought provoking; a moment I will never forget.