What funny thoughts have you had lately? How have you made someone smile? I'm all for sharing some light as we move into the new Solstice and a new year.
|Christmas sunrise 2013… the Light cometh.|
|Christmas sunrise 2013… the Light cometh.|
|Niagara Falls, New York… on my bucket list.|
|The day before Solstice, these lights fend off the demon dark|
and offer light when, at almost 8 a.m. in the NW, there is little.
|May your holiday be tolerable… if not|
bright and cheery, and may you have signs
of hope along the way.
|A beautiful sunset as seen through the lighted trees in|
the small park in Sequim, WA
|A waterfall of lights in the same park…. and|
|how entrancing the gazebo looks now in the winter light.|
|It is not possible to see the fire damage from the gate, and there is very|
little information for customers arriving to recycle and dispose of their trash.
|Fitting that the company used a black trash|
bag to cover up the sign, but this is a poor
way to communicate to clients.
|As one leaves the Port Angeles transfer station, just before|
arriving at the cash window, it is possible to see all the way
across the sound to B.C. Lovely sunny day...
|Late afternoon light on Sequim Bay beaches...|
|Last cutting for the fall hay season is done.|
|I'm not a mushroom specialist, but the shape of this one|
was intriguing. The Elks Lodge had a show this weekend.
|Someone piled up stones on Rialto|
Beach, like the Tibetans prayer piles.
|Afternoon sunshine intensifies the colors along West Sequim Bay Road.|
|This tree, in an orchard near my house, was grafted years |
ago and now gives both red and yellow fruits.
|I do not know what strain of apples these are, but they are|
very dense, crisp and juicy, but not very sweet.
|I think this is bear droppings.... or|
should I say these ARE droppings?
I'm not sure, but if you are, let's
hear from the experts!
|A view from the train platform of the charming little 1906|
Lutheran church in Elbe. Come early, seating is limited.
|The waitstaff in the restaurant were not happy to be sitting|
around with nothing to do since the national park is not
open at present. Some of us decided to eat here to help out.
|I wonder if the sleeping accommodations are improved over|
what the railroads might have offered in 1890?
|Winding through evergreen and deciduous|
woods, the train travels slowly past farms
and now-empty fields that once had homes
for the pioneer loggers.
|Looking out from the back of the train.|
|Old equipment on a spur waiting for a benefactor to restore it.|
|Peeking into the inferno...|
|The fireman opened the door where, in older coal-fired|
engines the stokers would have shoveled in coal.
|The engineer works for Weyerhauser for his regular job.|
|The fireman explained in simple terms how water and oil|
are used to create the necessary steam to drive this engine.
|Mt. Rainier appears to have a fresh suit of snow and the Nesqually River|
was running clear on this lovely bright fall day.
|Me, on my first train ride - a long time ago. I think the|
photo credit should go to my father, but finding it for the
blog the credit goes to my younger brother.
|Maybe I really am a Hobo at heart...|
|Maksim, a large grey adopted cat, always has this look of|
surprise, as if he should have a text cloud above his head.
|Fall fog set off this ancient truck at the nearby dairy farm.|
|The Cathedral de Immaculata Concepcion in Barichara.|
|A view from the Mirador area of Barichara, during a last|
walk with my pal, Isabel. The clouds seemed to be as heavy
as my heart about leaving.
|Looming thunderstorms and late afternoon setting sun|
created this wonderful contrast as seen from my apartment
in Barichara, a few days before leaving.
|Milk being delivered in Barichara.|
|Flowers still covered with the rain from the night before.|
|The virtual library in Bucaramanga and buddy, Andres,|
crossing the street ahead of me.
|In Bucaramanga travel was not restricted by the strike,|
but there were a lot of sympathetic events and messages.
|My ceramics professor, Jaime, and my buddy, Andres in|
Bucaramanga. We were just walking back from the library
and saw Jaime who also lives in Barichara... small small world!
|Sunset view from the Nuevo Dorado hotel in Bogota.|
|Hotel room showing twin beds, and there was another|
room with a double. WiFi was free and everything was
very clean and proper. 10 minutes from the airport!
|I fell asleep remembering a nice walk to Steve's with tea,|
laughter and a lovely sunset over the Andes.
|This time the sunset was fused with delicate pinks.|
|Taxiway in Bogota as we were departing. The new airport|
is a pleasing improvement from the old one.
|Last bit of sunlight reflected off a cloud somewhere over|
the middle of the U.S. as I was flying westward.
|The Olympics with beach grass in the foreground, WA|
|The beach grass in close-up at Port Williams, WA|
|Protection Island, in Puget Sound, Washington|
|I'm not quite a shadow of my former self, but I'm working|
on it. Photo of me with my beach-walking buddy.