I spent dark, snowy January week in Missouri, 80 miles north of Kansas City, in a beautiful locale where you could stand on top of a hill and see nothing but snow in every direction. (Well, snow and maybe a wind farm, more on that later…)
I was very privileged to be a guest of the Cotter family at their home near Barnard, MO. Josh and I spent many hours talking in front of a microphone in their living room, we ate more Japanese food than I expected (courtesy of Momoko’s skills) and walked over their 80 acres of land seeing no other living soul except a pair of hunters, dressed head to toe in snow-patterned camouflage. It was a wonderful escape from my life for a few days, and certainly the best way to better understand the setting of Josh’s stories.
Here are some of my favorite pictures from the trip.