This past weekend, Sweetie and I went to Yosemite to join family and friends to say one last good-bye to Dad. We rose before dawn to drive up to Glacier Point. Just before we got there a bear crossed the road and ambled up into the pines. The sky was already beginning to lighten when we arrived.
At the lookout, a doe met us as we walked up to the lookout point. She was not shy.
We called her our escort.
It was beautiful morning.
We said our good-byes in the place dad loved so much. Every summer meant a week in Yosemite.
As the sun began to rise behind Half Dome, the clouds became very apparent and I did what I could to capture them.
My brother and nephew gazing out on the valley, lost in thought.
Sunbeams through the mist hanging over Yosemite.
Before we left, we gathered for a group photo.
As we made our way back to the parking lot, our escort awaited us.
She was quite gentle and unafraid and I was able to get quite close to her.
She walked with us as we headed for the parking lot, and then, she walked off into the woods.
It was a perfect morning in Yosemite.
Carissa Snedeker Photography 
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What a beautiful day. Your photos are remarkable. Gary was an awesome man.
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Thank you. Yes, he was.
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Beautiful photos and what a fantastic place to say your last good-byes.
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It was indeed!
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What a lovely post and stunning images, I loved all of them. Just this week I watched a documentary on Ansel Adams which told of how much he loved Yosemite and showed awesome images he took, it’s no wonder your Dad loved it too. A fitting farewell.
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Thank you, Moira.
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What beautiful way to say good-bye. I liked the group photo and that incredible view of half dome, the first one. I’m sure you’ve shared these photos with your family. Thanks.
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I did. Thank you so much, Rita.
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