Blanket of White

Freshly fallen snow

A sight of delight

When there's no where

needed to go

~

A Rainforest Walk

Coastal Rainforest

 Oswald West

And to our happy wonderment

 the sun

graced us with her presence

~

It Calls to Me

For reasons beyond the known

this little tree high on a hill

calls to me

  I visit it often

~

Giving Thanks

A perfect time

 to pause and reflect

to be thankful for

 friendships

love

and kindnesses given

Happy Thanksgiving to all

~

Fogged In

Filled with moodiness and mystery

a thick morning fog

envelops the Columbia River

~

Reaching Out

Slumbering

 in the sun

~

Wisps and Shadows

In quiet waters

~     

Lost in Time

Yet still possessing

so much charm

With a beauty

 

all its own

~

Flap Happy

To be

wild and free

~

A Mountain on the Mend

Mt St Helens

slowly regrowing from within

 

The Toutle Valley below

Haunting beauty

ravaged by the volcano

34 years ago

~

Under Stormy Skies

A walk

down our lane

~

 

Sharing with Sweet Shot

On Golden Pond

As winter draws near

twilight becomes

ever more elusive

~

Music to My Ears

As the waves and rocks played

 their sweet rhythmic music

fell on my ears

~

Coastal Reflections

The stillness and solitude

of a November morn

~

Blowing in the Wind

Dancing down the beach

and I

dancing along with it

~

Little Drop of Dew

Resting in

a sea of blue 

~

Well Worn Traveler

What tales

 it could tell

~

Sailing By

 

With hardly a sound

or a ripple

~

Child's Play

 

 

Just to be

we

~

Woodland Wonders

And when night touches day

they dance

~

There's a Storm Brewing

 

Readying

for the

wind and rain

~

 

Sharing with Sweet Shot

Simple Joys

Simple Pleasures

~

Gone Coastal

Spending some time

at the

Oregon Coast

with my best friend

my hubby

~

 

And Now for Something Completely Different

Our friendly neighborhood

Camel

Ben Hur

~

Autumn in the Gorge

Horsetail Falls

 with its

soft and even song

Columbia River Gorge

~

Wheels Within Wheels

 

 

Once turning and churning

now sit idle

solemnly rusting away

~

Rumbling Down the Tracks

It's always a thrill

  seeing and feeling

a train

rumble on by

~

The Plains and What Remains

 

I've fallen in love with the

grandeur and expanse that lies  

east of the Cascades

  Where once I saw nothing

I now see and feel

 its beauty

~

Busy Bee

 To be a bee

to be

free

to be

just a bee

~

Rusty Treasures

 

 

Old abandoned wonderful

rust

Left as found

only taking

 images and memories

~