These last few weeks I’ve been photographing Moran State Park in infrared, and the experience has been like seeing the forest for the first time again. The evergreens glow, the moss shines silver, and familiar trails become strange, dreamlike paths. It’s a reminder that even in places we think we know, there are always new ways of seeing.

A quiet photo journey through Dry Falls and the coulee lands of Eastern Washington where wind, basalt, and silence shape the story of the land.