Though I feel a little secretly guilty about enjoying this weather (it’s so dry! The mountains are so bare! The rivers are so low!) I’ll admit that I have really been enjoying this weather. I keep meaning to write about all these amazing fall things that I continue to …
… it is fantastic to be biking as the sun comes up. Any pictures I have don’t do it justice in the least, since the awesomeness is wrought not of any single, capturable, pictured moment but of the gradual lightening, the sense of peace, the quiet of the pre-dawn hours …
Check this out: a whole string of Cascade volcanoes, starting with Broken Top, then moving, left to right, to South, Middle, and North Sisters, then, smaller, Mt Washington, 3-Fingered Jack, then Mt Jefferson. Just out of the frame after that is Mt Hood: Cascade volcanoes stretching right from where …
These are the days!! The days of crisp mornings where the energy just crackles around me as I ride to work, or anywhere. The days of the beginnings of fallen leaves. The days of cozy evenings with tea. The days of crazed squirrels in the streets doing their …
