Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
I talked with a cousin this afternoon who relayed that she had 22 degree temps in Atlanta this morning. That got me to thinking about the wacky weather occurring throughout the country, and this image of what resembled a funnel cloud.
When I spotted it, I almost believed that Sequim was experiencing a tornado – which could result in renaming the ridge, at least to my estimation.
While checking the view from the Dungeness Cemetery, I took a sharp turn and wandered down Lamar Lane.
While peeking through the trees, I found this warm spot of color at a farm field I am unfamiliar with, although I hope my readers will fill me in. I’d love to know the story of the farm and to meet the owner(s) – to assure them I was NOT trespassing if nothing else!
It was cold and wintery day for a trip to anywhere, but the view from one of our ferries can make it all worthwhile. The Cascade Mountains were peeking through the clouds and the early morning sun displayed a range of color from a beautiful blue to a soft and lovely magenta.
Whenever I board the ferry, I’m always hoping for leaping orcas, humpbacks, or dolphins, but there was no whining from me on this trip…and that in itself is remarkable!
Another image from my day at Hurricane Ridge (with the dreaded snowshoes)…
Not only were the snowdrifts amazing, the sky was getting darker and more intense by the moment. Soon waves of clouds swirled across the mountains threatening even more snow, wind, and COLD.
After removing the snowshoes, I grabbed my sled, headed off to a section of hard packed snow, quickly landed on my butt and captured this shot shortly thereafter. In my world, success comes at a price!
Although not always picturesque or pretty, the beach at 3 Crabs Road and the Nearshore and Estuarine Restoration Project are the biggest draw for me.
Here I’ve photographed a variety of shorebirds, raptors (Northern Harriers, eagles, herons, etc.) and delighted in the forces of nature as they transform the area into a glow of color to delight the eyes.
My friend calls these “Jesus Clouds”…
Both our fathers were pastors. And both of remember a picture like this with sun rays and Jesus behind almost every baptismal in our youth.
It is an awe inspiring sunset, taken thru my living room window.
On our weekly barn ride we were experiencing quite the weather often riding seemingly IN the clouds. The owner (Rick Hillary) of this barn on Clark street gave us a tour. The previous owners SUPER reinforced all the beams with steel. So no cellar. Just come in and hang on!