Autumn and Mount Adams

 

Driving up Highway 141 recently, just before the snow made angels out of burned trees from the Dry Creek Fire, I rolled down my window to soak in the mountain valley air.  The smell of this Summers wildfire mingles with the rich fungal odor of fall.  Surely the Morel mushrooms must be happy, I thought with a wry grin. (More writing and photos below)


Rivers of fog draped across the mountain sides like an undulating snake,  or a scarf tossed carelessly over a shoulder.  Perhaps now that the Drycreek drainage is showing off the new shape that was hidden under the tall evergreens, she’s heading out to a winter party to show off.

Sighing deeply at the loss of the luxuriant evergreen giants, The smile returns as I contemplate the new growth already manifesting on the hillside. Elk, Bear, and Deer will love this change that will bring in more low growing forage of leaf and berries. I recall the bear from a couple summers ago that was feasting on wild blackberries or currents out in the older clear-cut that has been growing back.  Change is part of a forest, both natural and manmade, and often brings about a healthier ecosystem.  Not always, of course, at least not in the short term. However looking at the long-term picture of which we are just a very small part, the world has been changing throughout its history and we live such a short amount of time we tend to think it’s always been this way.  Have we affected these changes?  Certainly we have, and not always for the best, but change will still happen without us at its own pace.  We just seem to rush it along.

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The photos in the post, along with many other images from 2017 are in this gallery https://starlisa.smugmug.com/Nature-Galleries/Screen-size-images-2017/

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Meanwhile near Glenwood lovely fall leaves of Vine Maple, Dogwood, Elderberry, and Cottonwood reflected beautifully in a small stream. Glenwood-Fall_10-15-17-1054

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Back in mid October, Outlet Falls was starting to increase the water flow.  I am sure by now there is a great deal more water. Glenwood-fall-OutletFalls_10-15-17_0950

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I finally spotted my first elk herd of the season on Conboy National Wildlife Refuge recently… was not able to get good quality pics but sharing anyway.  The real treat was watching them come out of the field, up and over a fence and across the road, flowing like a river of brown.  They are so big, yet so graceful.

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Here we have a series of Mount Adams from Glenwood, taken about 2 weeks apart.
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Next is sunrise October 14.  Notice the snow around and below treeline?  That whole area is a burn scar, hit first by the Cold Springs fire in 2008 and more recently hit hard by the Cougar Creek Fire in 2015.  A bit further west, the burn scar continues its way along the south and west sides of the mountain from the Cascade Creek Fire of 2012.  There have been other fires before those 3 as well, and the Huckleberry bushes love coming back in burns.  Wildflower meadows thrive as well, and the Elk and Deer have more grazing areas.  Glenwood-Fall-MtAdams-sunrise-0897

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Later on Halloween Day, with a short lived lenticular cloud capGlenwood_MtAdams_Lenticular_10-31-2017_2625

and rainbow from November 1, 2017. Glenwood_MtAdams_Rainbow_11-1-2017_2663

I would love to hear from you..  which were your favorite photos, perhaps, or what fall means to you!

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Autumn in White Salmon

A day in the life of a small but lovely town along the Columbia River, from a foggy morning start to a Yowser sunset. November 8, 2014, and dedicated to my niece Erin Kyte Huerta and her husband Melicio for their 11th anniversary. Erin grew up on these streets, in this town. Currently in Utah, she misses this place so I am bringing it home to her 🙂 She has had some serious health problems, and struggles to keep working, and I want to bring her some joy.
I love you Erin and Melicio, Happy Anniversary! Grandma would be hugging you right now too if she could.

Autumn On a Rainy Day

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.

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tiny dancing mushroom growing in moss along the Pacific Crest Trail near the Wind River in southern Washington

tiny dancing mushroom growing in moss along the Pacific Crest Trail near the Wind River in southern Washington

Panther Creek Road crosses the mountains between Wind River and Trout Lake

Panther Creek Road crosses the mountains between Wind River and Trout Lake

I Be Lichen Today

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.

Rainy Day Beauty

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.

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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.

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The White Salmon River and Husum falls.

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

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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.

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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.

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Flight of the Soul Trout Lake Sunset

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!

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Snow at Bird Lake October 27, 2014 photo by a friend

Journey into Heart and Memories

A quick trip (with my brother Boyce and his sweet wife Kathy) to northern Utah for the funeral of a much loved older cousin became for me a journey full of memories from childhood mixed with meeting some amazing and wonderful new people.  I had been told there would be no time to stop for photos, so many of these were taken at full speed going down the road while my brother drove.  We saw some gorgeous fall colors, and I always love the red rock country.  At this point I just have time for a quick check in and wanted to leave you with some visuals from along the way.  More will come after I get home!
OREGON:

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Into Idaho:

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and finally UTAH:

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AND MOUNT CARMEL, where my mother grew up and saw this view every day!  the first one was driving by on the way down, the second and third were a sunrise climb up the hill behind Aunt Mary’s house.

We got to spend one night at my Aunt Mary’s who somehow got a lot older in the years since I saw her… and she lives in the tiny town of Mount Carmel, Utah, where my Mother grew up on the family farm along the highway.  The old home built by Grandpa Hyrum Stevens, where he and Grandma Mabel May  raised their 11 children.  Mom was the middle of the batch and was a good milker of cows, often borrowing her brothers overalls to ride the horse out to take lunch to her brothers watching the cattle.

The white cone in all three photos is Sugar Knoll, and mom talked about climbing that knob.

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