Cameron Campbell

A morning beneath the Tetons

A cool breeze rustles the trees nearby as I sit on the bank of a clear pond. The sun slowly rises, capping the Tetons with a warm pink glow. Morning is by far my favorite, no matter how much I struggle waking up for it. The cool air mixed with the warm glow of the sun spreading throughout the valley keeps me intrigued, wanting more but I know the show will soon be over. As I sit in silence, watching the morning mist evaporate by the heat of the sun, birds begin chirping, waking the wildlife for a new day. Jackson, Wyoming has been my home for my entire 23 years of living. I have left for periods of time; college, work, travel; but I have always kept this place close at heart. As my time here has grown shorter, in a sense, this place has become more important to me each year. I find that taking for granted the place you grew up is a common occurrence, yet it is overlooked. Being someone who has grown up in the same place their entire life, it wasn't until I left for college, that I truly understood my hometown. No matter where you grow up, there is always something that stands out for each place, something that makes it unique. Whether that's miniscule, such as a favorite spot in a park or a favorite restaurant, or something much larger such as a mountain range or a lake.