I feel so blessed to be able to stay with friends in Glenwood for this transition time between homes. The air is so fresh, conversations so lively and profound, in between long spells of mutual silence working on separate projects on our computers.
This is a land of broad expansiveness, Conboy Lake National Wildlife Refuge, people helping one another, and Mount Adams over it all.
I was blessed to take some of many photos yesterday of my great niece Hannah’s wedding to Brandon, and have been processing those today. Here are a few faves so far. Laughter was a strong component:
One last photo from 9/23/17 from sunset in Goldendale, WA.
Wishing you all a wonderful week, and much beauty around you.
…A warm happy light painted the landscape and sky, more gentle yet just as profound as the fiery colors a short time earlier. I was on a drive-about, the first one on my own in over a week, and this time of year I wish I could be out there on the road in random directions almost daily!
My journey today took me up Highway 14 to the Maryhill loops road, but I got there too late to drive the old Loops road during the two hours it was open this year. I wandered down by Stonehenge Memorial, then up the hill to Goldendale where I stopped by the Observatory and visited awhile. Taking random back roads I discovered an old meeting house of some sort, took portraits of some lovely cows in golden light, captured a small Lennie and a sundog over Mount Hood, and caught this amazing sunset and alpenglow as I started down the windy Glenwood road to where it crosses the Klickitat River. Heading on up the other side, I stopped briefly at the Glenwood store long after dark. Stopping again at the Rodeo grounds, and out came the camera one more time to shoot a dance event at the community building there and the stars and Lenny over Mount Adams behind the building. Tired and happy, I continued the drive on into Trout Lake to say goodnight to Roger and Connie before picking up some fresh raw cows milk from the Land of Milk and Honey Dairy Farm and heading on down Highway 141 to home in White Salmon. This was a good day, much needed time chasing light and enjoying the evening air.
Old houses like discarded skins, with a fierce wind blowing memories around in empty hallways and upstairs bedrooms. I often wonder, when I see one like this… where did the people go? Where there once children working hard on the farm and learning to plow or can food?
Old Homestead near Goldendale, Klickitat County, Washington
Wide open spaces and a lonely land, Eastern Washington has its own powerful beauty.
Old Homestead near Goldendale, Klickitat County, Washington. I often wonder what life was like when this house was young.
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