I had mixed feelings about making the trip but I am grateful that I went. It was hard to watch my mom say good-bye and turn that page in her book. I haven't lived in Baker for years but I always had a home there I could go visit. Now that is gone and it is a bit weird.
I snapped a few shots on the trip but I made certain they were things that brought only good memories of the West. They are things that are close to my heart and remind me of why I love it and the memories I hold dear.
I hope you enjoy this small glimpse into my soul.