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Wow! This Golden Eagle was a rare and beautiful site for this sunny morning on Camano Island.

The Moon hides behind the cloudy wisps
As it plays out it's Solar game.
Air is chilled, as a Northern wind
Places frost on window sill and pane.
The false Spring encouraged plants to grow.
This cold snap, a test of will,
Should soon be over, so warming Sun,
Heats the ground, creating many colors.
My inner feelings tell me to till
The soil; sow the seed and plant
The Primroses to brighten the drab garden,
Until the perennials are in bloom again.

Long years ago, with days no more,
Became our history and "days of yore".
Tales we could tell of our adventure,
Would more likely, be one of censure.
These stories could stand on their own
And probably never be told at home,
For life, which can be a mess,
Can also be one of happiness.
That my friend is up to thee
And your choice is for eternity.

Do the words, I write, touch you?
If they don't, it's OK, to turn away
From this page and plan to renew
Your own vows to live another day.

Where do I go,
What can I do,
With all the love,
I have for you?

The savior

Yosemite was on fire last evening. Not literally but the setting sun shined on this seasonal fall and lit it up. Nature is grand, I hope you like this picture from last night, What you're seeing here is the sun lining up at just the right angle with Horsetail Falls to create this really awesome scene called the fire fall. ⁣⁣⁣

The Lake is located in the Huascarán National Park, in Ancash, Peru at an altitude of 12,631 feet. The trees, "Quenal" ("Quenales" pl) are indigenous to the area.

Photo credit: Christian Oscar Minaya Carrion

Taken on the Kettle River up by Lauier Washington