Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
Farm with a View, Pt. Williams Road
I think I need a bumpersticker that says, “I Brake for Drama” because this scene had me applying the brakes way before I reached the farm in the foreground; our cloud coverage that day was so spectacular that even the mountains paled in comparison.
And as you can see, the Blue Hole, that Sequim is so noted for, was poking its way through, reminding us that although rain maybe forthcoming, it won’t be long before we’re back to sunshine and pretty blue skies.
A Christmas Moon sans Santa
Rarely do I venture out to photograph after dark, but I make exceptions while vacationing and seeing things in a different light.
And this particular night was Christmas Eve, spent in St. Augustine, Florida several years ago, when just about everyone is outdoors shooting pictures of the moon while waiting for Santa to fly by with Rudolf leading the way (not!).
But to my disappointment, Santa didn’t show, which didn’t make me question whether he really exists, but only if Rudolf had made a wrong turn and delivered my new lens to someone else on the planet!
P.S. I know my Santa ordered it since I found the Amazon receipt!
I don’t know the history or the current status of this Sequim icon, but I certainly enjoy seeing it everyday, and because I see it more as a work of art, I decided to treat it as such.
I hope you enjoy the end result and if you have some knowledge of the owners, etc., please share it with me, and thanks much!
I talked with a cousin this afternoon who relayed that she had 22 degree temps in Atlanta this morning. That got me to thinking about the wacky weather occurring throughout the country, and this image of what resembled a funnel cloud.
When I spotted it, I almost believed that Sequim was experiencing a tornado – which could result in renaming the ridge, at least to my estimation.
While checking the view from the Dungeness Cemetery, I took a sharp turn and wandered down Lamar Lane.
While peeking through the trees, I found this warm spot of color at a farm field I am unfamiliar with, although I hope my readers will fill me in. I’d love to know the story of the farm and to meet the owner(s) – to assure them I was NOT trespassing if nothing else!
It was cold and wintery day for a trip to anywhere, but the view from one of our ferries can make it all worthwhile. The Cascade Mountains were peeking through the clouds and the early morning sun displayed a range of color from a beautiful blue to a soft and lovely magenta.
Whenever I board the ferry, I’m always hoping for leaping orcas, humpbacks, or dolphins, but there was no whining from me on this trip…and that in itself is remarkable!
Another image from my day at Hurricane Ridge (with the dreaded snowshoes)…
Not only were the snowdrifts amazing, the sky was getting darker and more intense by the moment. Soon waves of clouds swirled across the mountains threatening even more snow, wind, and COLD.
After removing the snowshoes, I grabbed my sled, headed off to a section of hard packed snow, quickly landed on my butt and captured this shot shortly thereafter. In my world, success comes at a price!