The light at the ends of the day is the very best. A person needs to walk at dusk and get up before the sun rises. We walked every evening amidst the rock formations and Mary and I got up at 4:30 am twice to capture sunrise on the snow-capped Sierras including Mt Whitney. It was magical. Except for that morning when the wind howled and we could not feel our fingers before the sun finally arrived! Still, the scenes before us were breathtaking.
After a couple of months of snow and cold here at home, it seemed downright balmy in western Washington. Folks over there thought it was cold with frost in the morning and cars coated with ice. Walking on grass and dirt seemed almost refreshing. We lucked out and had little rain and the sun even came out from time to time.
Honestly, I have no idea where the time goes. I finally just let go of November images. November was mostly warmish and very wet. And December has been cold and dry. Seems like every other day we get an inch or two of fluffy powder snow that can be swept rather than shoveled from the porch. Quite different from the heavy wet snow that fell last year early in the winter. I have gotten used to the cold and if the temperature gets up to freezing, it seems warm, almost balmy! Skate and classic skiing has been excellent on the Methow Trails! Morning walks have been beautifully illuminated with wondrous light.
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