Yellowstone was exhausting so for my last day in Driggs, ID, we took it easy at the Teton Valley Farmers' Market. I love farmers' markets because the vendors always seem so earnest. You can ask them how long it took their carrots to grow and they will tell you because they know! This market had people selling veggies and flowers, but also a local coffeehouse that roasted their own beans, live music, a local bakery with huckleberry cupcakes, and craftsmen selling handmade soaps, original art, and jewelry. One vendor was selling her photographs, but they were printed tea towels, pot holders and tote bags which was a twist.
I bought a few souvenirs including a necklace for my cat sitter and this lovely fused glass suncatcher which is now hanging in my kitchen window.
After the farmers' market we went next door to the Teton Geotourism Center which was chock full of neat exhibits, and then we went back to the Grand Targhee resort for another mountain of nachos. When we were heading home, Pepper took me to a wilderness area for a little walk in the woods.
This was the only time I was truly afraid of seeing a bear. It didn't help that Pepper kept clapping and shouting "Hey bear! Hey Bear!" She did this to tell any bears that might have been out and about that we were there, too. I guess they're more inclined to avoid us if they know we're near - it's when we surprise them that things go south (for us, typicall).
It was really, really beautiful out there in the middle of nowhere. The air was cooler and everything smelled fresh and crisp. The water in the creek was loud! I'm sure there were animals about, but we didn't see any. I felt at once very small and insignificant, and yet very unique and special for even being in this place.
Nature has a sacred quality for which I lack the vocabulary. There is something truly divine about the woods. I can't describe it except to say that I felt this way when I was among the California redwoods many years ago in Muir Woods, and again more recently in 2011 at Yosemite.
There are so many superb John Muir quotes about being in the wilderness. I first read this one when I was in Yosemite, but it came to mind again when I was on an Alaskan Basin Trail bridge overlooking the South Fork of Teton Creek:
"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn."
Nature's peace will flow into you, and your cares will drop away. Peaceful contentment. If that's not holy, I don't know what is.