Sage words in an unexpected place: a furniture warehouse.
While we were out near Hood River, we also stopped at Tom McCall Preserve. Many talk about its beauty while the wildflowers are in bloom (May, generally), but I loved the dry yellow against the lush greens of the surrounds.
Along NH1 in India, much heavy lifting is under way.
Scene from a sunset jog near our new digs.
Dyed eggs, then painted them, on a thoroughly enjoyable spring day.
The leaves are turning, it's getting chilly; who doesn't love fall?
Spent an evening last week watching the Vaux swifts settle to nest: a simply amazing phenomenon.
A tiny trike stands abandoned, Mt. Baker.
A lone woman waits, the morning commute ahead of her.