It has been dark and rainy lately.
But the temperatures have been mild.
Today it is 47 degrees.
Not the type of day I want to spend outside, though.
But I did get out over the weekend to do some shopping.
Come along and I will show you some sights along the way.
The fields are brown, but the dark evergreens define the landscape. Notice the partially snow covered mountain in the background to the right.
This old rusty tractor retires gracefully among the defiant young trees in this overgrown field.
While across the way, it's compatriot stands witness to a bucolic scene.
This sloping pasture has always intrigued me with it's passage into the dark forest.
My daughter saw a cougar here on Thanksgiving day on her way to our home.
Want to take a walk? No?
I am teasing you.
This golden field caught my eye with it's bright red berries lining the fence.
There are always little flocks of birds sitting on the wires along the road.
They must like these berries.
As we come to the end of my winding mountain road, we turn the corner and see this simple church spire rising in the moody winter skies.
As we journey further along, we turn around to see the foothills we have left behind.
You would never guess that there is a very large Mt. Rainier behind those low grey skies.
My favorite yellow barn peeks out from behind this large fir tree, the leafless forest sending up exclamation points, behind.
As I return home from the busy shopping plaza, the skies open up briefly to reveal the base of Mt. Rainier.
But as we arrive back home to Whitey's greeting at the gate, the clouds enfold us once again.
Can you see my tipped over container of gravel on the ground? That is for the neighbor dogs who like to harass Whitey and Champ through the fence. Did you know that throwing gravel is a good deterrent without doing harm?
But today we are not bothered and we travel down the mossy lane towards home once more.
Thank you for coming along!