Dusted with first snow, these peaks also studded with golden larches stand majestically against a piercing blue fall sky.
Ambrosia for the human soul.
The fresh smell of fir trees in brisk cold air invigorates my senses.
The sun makes it presence fully known warming the body in such a way that you are not taking it for granted, you cannot help but reflect on how suddenly the entire planet would die without it's warmth, as you stand here in this raw place fully exposed to the elements.
A 4 hour drive from my home NE of where I live, this is Washington Pass.
My trip this weekend was to Winthrop and Twisp. By a, "twisp," of fate, Winthrop was a full town, so we drove to Twisp and had dinner at the pub, and heard music by a Whidbey Island band, and spent the night in Carlton. The pub was very crowded with people from the area and some of the people who live there weekends.
The small town of Twisp is made up of artisans and musicians, and now these new breeds who build 10,00 sq ft cabins to weekend over in.
We come here winter to snowshow and enjoy the wildlife, which we saw plenty of this weekend; deer crossing the roads.
These Mountains were photographed at about 5,800 feet. Once one connected moutain,two glaciers joined together here and carved out this valley.
more photos of my home here and here come on in out of the weather
2 comments:
breathtakingly beautiful photographs...
Mountains of any sort, renew me.. and though a far from original thought, they put things and life into perspective.
Thanks for this glimpse of your state and these mountains.
Thank you, mountains have always called me, too! I have added your blog to my sidebar, it is refreshing to read your notes!
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