Moody Blue
The nearly full moon rising over the mountains, through the clouds.
The nearly full moon rising over the mountains, through the clouds.
I went out just before sunset to take trash to the dump, thinking I might get some “front light”. The road home was lit by the setting sun with dark clouds over the mountains. It began to rain…
I watched this rainbow form from a soft prism of light to a vivid full rainbow.
And then a second!
The complete dual rainbows with the misting rain formed a heavenly canopy over me. I tucked the camera under my coat and stood in the rain in sheer awe at the sensation. No cars passed. I never saw another soul.
The Road Home: Rainbow edition.

This barn sits in one of those places that begs a photo again and again – the valley floor giving way to the Continental Divide.
Nearly all this week, the mountain tops have been shrouded in clouds, mist or squalls, but today, bits of sunshine poked through the overcast lighting the field and the golden larch.
Larch gold…
Hunter orange..
Mist in the mountains…
A Friday walk.

If you were paying attention when you read “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” you will remember that there is easier flying close to the water. These Canada geese were zipping along – maybe wishing they had left a month sooner!
Photo taken 10/29/2009

Karl and I rolled in the driveway about 1:30 yesterday afternoon, making the trip almost exactly 30 hours in duration…we do nothing by halves :)!
A dusting of snow made it a pretty homecoming.
Wild Thing is snug in her spot, full of propane and fuel – I hope to get in another trip before too long – maybe further than 35 miles away!
Bob expressed both his displeasure at having been left and his happiness that we were home. He has never held a grudge for long but he does a great pout. Happiness won, however and the pout was short-lived to be replaced by much purring and winding around of legs – both mine and Karl’s, before retiring to keep an eye on the fire.
Home again, home again.
