Each time I discover a new part of the Northwest I swell up with joy. There is something so pure about the outdoors up here. Its majestic. Its powerful. Its prestine and delicate. Its carefully arranged in layers and hills and pebbles. Its plentiful. And I am thankful I am here to enjoy it.
I am an eagle eye.
Part of a hydro-electric plant by the river.
100 feet taller than Niagara Falls, just not so wide.
Rock stacking is a peaceful way that people leave there mark, instead of carving into everything. Also used in meditation.
This water is gushing out of the side of the cliff.
A cave.
And inside it looks like this.
Please note: this is a tree growing on top of a dead stump.
Sunset by car
This is the view from Queen Anne Hill
The Pike Place Market (This is the same picture that is posted up at all Seattle's Best Coffee, except I took this one)
Found in antique store. Obviously.
This is Big Heapin Jolly Rock. Which resides in the beautiful park by my house.
Me as Grandma Rose
Me and Kate
The lobby of the Seattle Art Museum
The end. And what a good end it is.
My phone is offically lost and gone forever. My wonderful roommate Kevin says he doesnt mind me using his because he gets free minutes after 7pm (10pm ATL time). So if you would like me to call you then send telephone numbers to my email: mimihodges@yahoo.com
1 comment:
Mimi - what a great waterfall. I can imagine what it must have felt like to feel the spray and hear the thunderous roar of the cascading water. Kind of like when I'm on I-285 in heavy traffic with the roar of cars rushing past me and a trucker spits out his window onto my windshield. Both are zen experiences, right?
The photo of the log with the ziggy zaggy is great. I hope you have your photos stored digitally in a secure place. I want to make some prints next time we are together.
Thank you for showing me your beautiful city.
I'm reading about Eustace Conway and am really into it.
J
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