The Rain Forest

I’ve been feeling stir-crazy with all of the rain in the past few weeks.  I should know better, after all, I live in the rain forest. To remedy the crazy, the handsome and I took to the trails of Burfoot Park to get some much needed green time and a little fresh air. Our dogs were thrilled to play in the sound and splash in the mud.  We were happy to have a little sun-break and the forest all to ourselves.

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Clear Lake, Clear Mind

It was time to pack up, power down, and go straight to the lake for me and one of my best friends. No husbands. No children (both human and canine). Just girls.  We met on White Pass at Indian Creek Campground and spent the entire day fishing (and reading) at Clear Lake.  It was a beautiful little blue paradise. Mt. Rainier was on my trail home, and I couldn’t resist a stop to take it all in. Even though only one fish was caught for the weekend, we both were able to unwind and reconnect.  Such a relaxing little mini trip.

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Mountain Lakes

I was really lucky to grow up in a place that offered many opportunities to enjoy nature.  That is part of the reason I feel most at home amonst the mountains, lakes, and trees of the Cascades.  I had a few extra moments to enjoy Lake Cle Elum this weekend in between visits to family and friends.  The water was clear, uncharacteristically calm, and quiet.  My toes were happy to take a dip.

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This Place

There’s this place- a place where you feel a million miles away but still so connected to everything around you. It is quiet, it is vast, and it feels old.
This place, is Frenchman Coulee, The Feathers. I spent a few years climbing these beautiful columns (final photo is from that time) and couldn’t resist the urge to stop, smell the sage, and take in the view on my way across the state this week.

Although I no longer climb here, I still feel so free in this place.

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Cliff Garden

There has always been a point of curiosity for me on the end of a high, steep cliff in Central Washington. On my way anywhere near Wenatchee, I would drive by and wonder why is that part of the cliff covered in beautiful green against the rugged brown stone elsewhere. The answer is Ohme Gardens.  This place is spectacular and well worth the $7 admission. My only regret was that my work day had run longer than scheduled, and I only had a few moments to wind my way through. This is a pack a picnic, sit and enjoy kind of place. Started in 1929, by Mr. & Mrs. Ohme, the little lush space was mastered. It is loop of twisted (and steep) stone paths overlooking the Columbia River and the town of Wenatchee.

Here are a few shots from my quick trip through the garden in what can only be described as a poor shoe choice for the adventure.

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Into the Woods

I have been wanting to go mushrooming for a while now. (maybe it was the Fall Fungi discovered last week that inspired me) It was an old family past time of tredging through the woods in jeans and flannel, boots and wool socks. As a true mushroomer, I can’t disclose our location, but the pickins were very slim. My partner in crime and I wantered off the trails to find only one, very large Chanterelle. 3 hours passed with lots of laughter, lots of mud, and the prize of the one missing ingredient I needed for my pasta tonight in my basket.