12.31.2017

All the leaves are brown...

Oaks are only native here in a few places, including the prairies south of Olympia. It's always nice to go for a hike here in the winter, once the oak leaves begin to fall.


All the leaves are brown, and the sky is gray
I went for a walk, on a winter's day.

12.30.2017

Grey day...


We wandered the back roads of Thurston county all day yesterday, looking for caches. And barns to come back and photograph, once the weather clears up a bit. Yesterday it was too soggy to even take my camera out of the Pilot.

This morning we went downstairs for coffee and food, waiting for our friends to arrive. It rained right up to 7:00 am, when the weather service predicted the rain would stop. And it did, right on time. Amazing.

It stayed gray most of the day, still, the time spent at the beach was great fun. By the end of the day, the six of us had found 44 caches and more than earned our Mexican dinner.



12.26.2017

Foggy morning...

It was foggy when I got up this morning, pulling on my boots and coat for a very early morning walk. I grabbed my camera and gloves, and slipped quietly out the front door.

There was still snow on the ground, and it's cold. To grab a phrase that belongs to Christmas, "not a creature was stirring." No animals bleating for their breakfast, no cars on the road. It was utterly still, and beautiful.

I crunched through the snow to the barn, where a pair of owls raised a family this past summer.


The 1910 barn on my sister and brother-in-law's property is one of my favorites. I walked out to the road, intending to walk up the hill to get a different view. But as soon as I stepped onto the pavement, I felt the ice under my feet.

So I retreated back to the warm house, a fresh pot of coffee, and my book.

12.25.2017

And through the woods...

I admit to humming the tune when we set off for my sister's house on Christmas Day. "Over the river and through the woods, to grandmother's house we go..."



Although I have no real memory of going to my grandparent's house on Christmas Day, I know we did just that one December, when I was perhaps 5 or 6. We took the train to Denver for a visit, and I can only imagine their small house filled with family. My grandparents, my parents, my mom's sister, and the six cousins.

My sister has made this a tradition... a house full of family. And I treasure all the memories from all the Christmas gatherings since our parents passed away. Watching everyone grow older, opening presents, playing games with the kids, cooking dinner together, lingering at the dining room table over wine and dessert, making the day last as long as possible.

It isn't a train that speeds me to the open arms of family these days, but a ferryboat. And every Christmas morning, I can hardly wait to load up the car and get on the road, anxious for the first glimpse of the white and green ferry that will take me to my sister.

12.21.2017

Frosty...

Winter solstice has arrived, and just like that, so has winter.





12.19.2017

Favorite farmhouses...

A couple of weeks ago, I posted photos of one of my favorite farmhouses. The pictures were from years ago, and for some reason I was thinking about the house this morning. So, even though it was raining (still), I decided to head that direction. I've only driven past when there were leaves on the trees, and wondered if I could get better pictures today.

The house is smaller than my own farmhouse, but I love the one-story room they added to one side. It's something I always wished we could do with our own farmhouse, but it wouldn't have worked for us.



I also love their barn, which I've never had a clear view of before. Today I was brave and walked up the gravel drive to the barn and outbuildings, and shot a few quick pictures to add to my collection of barn photographs.

12.15.2017

Another soggy day... sigh

My Android cell phone camera (I use the Camera Zoom FX app) has gotten a lot of use lately. I'm a nervous Nellie when it comes to taking my Nikon out to play in the rain, and my Android is waterproof.

This morning DW got up late and I was editing photos and forgot to have breakfast, so we combined our daily geocache with breakfast at a new-to-us diner in Browns Point.



My bacon and eggs were perfect, and so was DWs house-made corned beef hash. I think we'll be back soon, and check out the lunch menu.

12.13.2017

Bumps in the road...

Our cache today was along a strip of abandoned road down in the valley. A stream runs along one side, and a row of cottonwood trees, with surface roots that have pushed up the roadway. I can see why the city gave up on maintaining this road, and chose to let nature take over.



Because of my recent run-in with autumn leaves hiding cracks in the sidewalk, I took this walk very carefully. It was like walking on a mini-roller coaster: up and down, up and down.



The reward for this bumpy walk turned out to be easy to find: a beautiful pine cone container that definitely didn't belong at the base of a cottonwood tree!


12.12.2017

Ghost signs...

They are art, and history. A reason to stop and explore an old town, walking the streets and around the blocks, looking for more glimpses of signs that were painted decades before. Ghost signs are just one more reason why I love driving the back roads that connect the history of America.




Ellensburg, Washington



Creston, British Columbia





Near Twin Falls, Idaho



Waitsburg, Washington

12.10.2017

Key barn...


A rainy day last March, exploring Key Peninsula
We got wet (really wet)
We found a bunch of geocaches
I found a barn

I don't know the history of this place, just that from the main highway, it looks like a gambrel barn with an old house, and a couple of other outbuildings. But from the side road, which skirts this inlet on Puget Sound, the barn is actually built out over the water, set on pilings.

The area was settled in the late 1890s, and a community called Home was settled nearby. Beach homes mainly, except for a utopian community of anarchists who made it their home around the turn of the 20th century. Working together, early Home families built a community of homes, stores, social halls, hotels, and schools, plus a telephone exchange, a post office, and a baseball grandstand.

12.08.2017

Joy...


One of the joys of the Christmas season is decorating the tree... especially with handmade ornaments.

12.06.2017

Muted by frost...


We've been drowning in rain lately, rivers swollen with unexpected rainfall, and warm temperatures in the mountains melting the early snow. Most years, the rain and wind brings the leaves down all in a rush, to form a thick carpet on the ground.

That carpet of leaves met winter on this frosty morning.

12.04.2017

Dried...


My lace cap hydrangea has the most amazing color... periwinkle blue mixed with deep blue and purple, it almost glows in the light. It blooms early, and stays vibrant through fall. Once the cold comes, the blooms turn pink and gradually fade. And in mid-winter, they dry to papery thin splendour.

I love these blooms in all their stages, and also pressed between the pages of a book... picked fresh to decorate the house with their beautiful blue color... picked dry in late autumn, when they retain just a memory of summer's brilliant blue... picked in winter, already dry.

Which do you like?

12.03.2017

Favorite barns...

There are a lot of places I like to go to photograph barns, but one of my favorites is the Enumclaw Plateau. There are dairy farms and horse farms, 100-year-old barns and modern barns, and plenty of old farmhouses.



On the east side of the county is a short road that begins and ends at the main county road that travels from north to south. At one end is one of my favorite farmhouses, painted in rich green with white trim, with a wonderful addition at one side.  It is smaller than my own old farmhouse, but this one has all the original trim and interior millwork and built-in cabinetry of a Craftsman house. And it has a barn.

At the other end of the road is one of my favorite barns, a small gable style with a side addition. It's rustic and charming, and has a new metal roof to protect it from the elements.


Both structures are equally well tended, and both are best photographed in winter, when the leaves are off the trees.

I never tire of taking this side road, or picturing myself living in the beautiful green farmhouse.

Sharing today on Tom's Barn Collective.

12.01.2017

Counting the days...

My sister's Advent calendar hangs across three windows that overlook one of her perennial gardens.



Each envelope contains a "treasure" for her two granddaughters, and helps them count the days until Christmas.