A Fast-Water Ride By Mike Blackbird On a sunny Sunday in February 1992, I traveled down from northern Idaho and went with a friend named Charlie Clark on a land odyssey across the Bruneau Plateau in the southwestern
A Small Beaded Purse By Holly Montgomery In winter the landscape outside my windows in Clearwater sparkled in white like a painting on a china plate from a past era. In spring, my home’s interior spoke a different
And What It Means to Us By Donna Jorgensen Rookstool Photos Courtesy of the Rookstool Family It’s just a small strip of land, less than an acre, which slopes down towards the shore of Cascade Lake near Donnelly.
Boom to Bust and Back Again By Mary Terra-Berns On a beautiful sky-blue but slightly blustery day last June, I flew at two thousand seven hundred feet from Coeur d’Alene to Missoula, Montana with my friend LaDonna Beaumont
By Amy Story Larson IDAHO magazine recently received this fun and flavorful recipe from reader Gary Kalmbach. I read it over with great amusement and curiosity. Anyone cooking and explaining in this way seems an entertaining soul to
Sounds Good to Me By Tom Lopez As a child, I received many Christmas cards from Idaho at our home in Michigan. The first one I can date with any certainty, which arrived when I was eight years
With an Ailing Computer By Marylyn Cork Woe is me! My computer is dead, just when I have deadlines to meet. But no, it’s only severely ill. Sometimes it works but most of the time it doesn’t. It
On a High Muddy Road By Karlene Bayok Edwards In Long Valley, springtime is a patchwork of snowbanks, abandoned and crusty, curling under to reveal last summer’s dried grasses. Pussy willows in their silvered furs venture out, and
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Up a Creek without Technique By Ron McFarland On a gorgeous July day for angling and photography, my wife Georgia and I leave Moscow and drive through the tiny burgs of Troy, Deary, and Bovill to Clarkia, where
