This time of year is such a delight for photographers, and we bustle about in rain or sun to capture the changing seasons. For me the smell of rain after a long dry summer filled with wildfires is a glorious treasure. Watching mushrooms pop up out of the formerly dry ground, and mosses turn brilliant greet, is always a treat.
October 25, 2014 there was almost no color in the Hood River Valley Orchards. Guess I should get back out there this weekend and see if it is changing yet!
I had a lovely day in the rain and forest from Wind River to Trout Lake! My skin drank up the rain, and my camera wore out some batteries :) I participated in a Lichen walk at Hemlock- Stabler near the Wind River and along a section of the Pacific Crest Trail. Learned a few things, and had fun. Then I drove the Panther Creek road to the 60 RD, on past Goose Lake and back to Trout Lake, and on down Highway 141 to White Salmon. Today I made a huge loop since I started in White Salmon and drove first down Highway 14 to Carson then north to Stabler.
Click on a photo, and then use side arrows to scroll through the set. The last three, fog on the lake, are taken with my old cell phone since that was all I had left to shoot with.
A full days journey through rain, rainbows, sunshine and lovely sunsets, with fall colors sprinkled in for good measure. October 26, 2014
Even in the midst of Rainy days there is beauty… although at times I just stand there and watch the rain fall, in a bit of a trance. The gentle or fierce sound of the rain, leaves blowing in the wet wind, the smell of fungi beginning to grow, it all washes over me like a cool bath of nourishment. At times I can feel my skin drinking in the moisture like a thirsty summer day.
However soon enough I feel inspired to move, and areas of blue sky return after the passing squall… the light calls my name and a rainbow waits for me somewhere north, so off I go to Husum, Washington.
Arriving in the tiny town known for agriculture and rafting companies, I received a text with the bad news… my cousin’s daughter had unexpectedly passed away in England. Somewhat shell shocked, I wandered for awhile around my childhood hangouts along the river, in tears but trying to find positive things and beauty to hold me steady so I can send strength to my cousin Camille.
The White Salmon River is now brown with runoff and as light and shadow dance with fall leaves and clouds, and I feel the spiritual cleansing of heart this river always brings to me as it washes away the tears.
This is when I finally found a rainbow, and I felt it was a sign of hope in the darkness.
All around me the light danced, and plants and rocks glimmered in rain coated jewels. Through a doorway in the darkness I saw a soft and beautiful world
Getting back in my little freshly repaired old truck, Ruby Red Rattle Rocket, I headed on north to Trout Lake as the light continued to dance on the fall leaves along the way. In a large clearcut along highway 141 the vine maples have been growing and carpeting the ground, and I realized just how many had grown when I saw the color as light burst through the clouds.
Following the light on uphill to Trout Lake, I found more pretty colors around Trout Creek by the bridge in town.
Sunset was coming on, so next I drove out to the Lake for a refreshing sunset recharge, and This next photo made me think of a bird flying free, or in this case a spirit or soul flying free of this physical restraints.
After this the rain came back for awhile, and i went to visit my brother Roger and his wife Connie in their home in Trout Lake.
One last image… a friend just shared this photo with me of a mountain lake near Mount Adams. How quickly it moves from fall to winter!
My heart cries as once again we lose another family member. Sometimes there are no words left to describe or explain, except it was way too soon to lose this lovely 32 year old daughter of my special first cousin. Christina Clarke passed away suddenly in England this weekend, of unknown causes. Her mother Camille (my cousin) flies to England today to help her son in law with all the details. Camille had just lost her husband in the spring this year, and lost her Mother just last spring. Her father is also gone, a few short years ago. I do try hard to hold onto understanding and faith, to know that indeed they are in God’s hands and we will see them again, but sometimes my peace and understanding is shattered by the pain. I love my Cousins so much and many prayers and heartfelt hugs are being sent to all the Bammes Family.