January 6, 2011 § 3 Comments
I used to have a paper place mat from a diner in Port Townsend with the entire Olympic range silk screened across the top in a forest green band. The name of each peak was printed below. I have searched high and low thus keeping me indoors today a little bit longer than anticipated. Okay I stalled on purpose. It’s 47 degrees out there but it feels much colder. That dark damp hovering. Seeps into the bones in a flash chill. I think whoever invented watercolors must have lived in the northwest. Maybe near the water. I got this shot from my deck zooming to the 8th power. Looks cold up there too on this old gray day. Snowing a beard.