Down at the beach, the water is an icy blue, and numbs my toes in an instant. (Yes, I went wading today. I had to get fresh sea water for my critters. The sacrifices I make for them! I hope they appreciate it!) Ice clouds float high in the sky; beneath them, between cold sky and cold water, Mount Baker flaunts her fresh snow cap.
|Mount Baker, November 5.|
The trees rebel, turning cool green leaves into flames, red, yellow, orange. I feel warm, just looking at them.
|Cottonwood, Centennial Beach.|
Summer is still with us, in bits and pieces.
|From the pale warmth at the center of a hawkweed seed head...|
|to the miniature sun of a marigold among the weeds. White Rock beach.|
|Evergreens, maples and cottonwood, Cougar Creek Park.|
|Varied thrush, Cougar Creek.|
|Fallen big-leaf maple leaves, glowing in the setting sun.|
|Cottonwood and willow. Duck pond, Centennial Beach.|
|Dying reeds, reflected in the duck pond.|
|This afternoon, I was surprised to find these flowers still going strong in a boulevard at Beach Grove.|
|Strawberry tree fruit. It's edible, but I haven't tried it. The birds will eat these.|
Let it freeze! There are red maples in the parking lots!
A Skywatch post.