A tribute to Michio, who revealed the magic of Alaska

We were in the forest, taking photographs. Michio went one way and I went the other. I didn't get a single good shot that day. The trees were too tall. The green was too deep; the forest too big and complex. I found Michio later, at the base of a magnificent western hemlock, hovering over his tripod, his camera focused artfully on the white skull of a Sitka black-tailed deer. Embraced by the roots of the hemlock, the skull lay in a bed of moss, framed by ferns and dwarf dogwood.

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