Shades of Autumn
Life's been somewhere between slow and hectic over here lately. It seems like there are fewer things going on but I feel no less busy every day. Western Washington is my very favorite place to be when the Autumn winds roll in and I flinch a little every time we go out of town and I miss a piece of the fleeting colors. This year in October I took another trip to visit my good friend Anika in the San Juan Islands (another place dear to my heart). We gathered apples from the trees and, along with a host more from friends, pressed into cider while celebrating her little baby boy's first birthday.
Where I live, the snow starts falling sometime in November and likes to stick around for a while, melting in and out as it pleases. This year though we're waiting on it to come back after a brief early arrival. The white stuff fell the first week of November and reached as far as Bainbridge Island (where I grew up). But I was in the deep south of South Carolina, celebrating my best friend since high school's wedding in a chapel on a wild berry farm. So life wasn't too hurting me too much.
There's something about the Pacific in the cold months. I think I might even prefer it. It's so brittle and unforgiving, it seems even more powerful and beautiful to me. I must have ridden the ferry over two-thousand times by now and it still gets me every time.
When we moved to North Bend, we did so to be near the trails and mountains we love so much and to have access to them every day. This hike (above), is a short trot from our house and one we like to do on lunch breaks. It's also where we fish in the evenings. In the summer, we run up and down to dip in the cool waterfall runoff.
There is, of course, the rain in fall. The official transition from the dry season to the wet one. But I don't mind it anymore like I used to. Running through the thickets of trees, scraping my soles across the rocky top outs to the viewpoint leaves my soaked jacket and wet skin feeling warm. Warm enough to stand for a few, cool minutes, before a shiver picks up and it's back down the mountain..
Photos taken from my instagram lately of the fall colors here in Washington state.