Thursday, December 31, 2015

Time flies...

A big and heartfelt Happy New Year!

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Most of me is down below...

A Pelagic Cormorant rises like a submarine...

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Friday, December 25, 2015

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year!

It is with gratitude that I wish bloggers and visitors the best of the Holiday Season--- and wishes for a peaceful, happy new year.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Monday, December 21, 2015

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Snow line...

And then a shower moves across the valley...

Friday, December 18, 2015

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

The clouds clear-- for just a moment.

The Toutle River is nearly 2000 feet below.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Monday, December 14, 2015

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Looking right into the crater...

Mt. St. Helens--- looking southeast.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Flying free...

A Bald Eagle soars over the wetlands in the last light of day...

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Heading home...

This westbound BNSF freight is dwarfed by the quickly rising hills on the Washington side of the Columbia River Gorge.   Our "dry side" trip this year was very rewarding.

Thursday, December 3, 2015


No, not the train, but the surprising thing is that a very good winery is located in the building on the far right, just above the train. 

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Amazing view...

...and an amazing place to see it.  Vista House at Crown Point has been beautiful for nearly a hundred years.

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Monday, November 30, 2015

Sunday, November 29, 2015


Nature's own sculptures--- faces in the basalt cliffs.  The more you look, the more faces you see.

Friday, November 27, 2015

Thursday, November 26, 2015


Mt. Adams, the Moon, and Mt. St. Helens at sunset.

I'm thankful that we're together and that we live where we do.  I'm thankful for my friends and family.  I'm thankful for the people who make my attempts at telling stories worthwhile.  

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Monday, November 23, 2015

His house...

The romantic in me says that the tree will stand as long as the house does-- then they will lie down together.

Sharing today with Mersad's Through My Lens

Sunday, November 22, 2015


The dark ridge that bisects the picture is where the Columbia River flows--- about 1000 feet below.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

The cows don't care...

...these old buildings are still good for shade.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Monday, November 16, 2015

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Fly on...

My mind and heart are still full of Paris--- 

Saturday, November 14, 2015

We'll always have Paris...

Forgive me for using Bogie's line, but it was the first thing that came to me when I heard the news.  There are three cities in the world that I consider to be MY city:  San Francisco is one, because I was born and raised there.  Even though I've never been to the other two, I still consider them to be MY cities-- New York, where it's always Autumn and Christmas.  And Paris, where it's always Spring, and love and beauty are always in the air.  To all Parisians and to all those who love Paris; especially to Marty, Arnaud, and Babzy, Je suis tellement desole.

Thursday, November 12, 2015