Yesterday we drove to a retreat center located in the mountains above Silver Creek Falls, for a rehearsal. As we drove higher the snow began to fall. It was 35 degrees outside, but that didn't stop the snow from accumulating about two inches. The trees were beautiful and I loved watching the graceful fall of the snowflakes.
This is a photo I took last Spring. The colors of these fragrant lilies are breathtaking, but once opened, they typically only last a day or so.
The abandoned Mega-Church across from my parent's home is a never-ending source of incredible photographic opportunity.
Last summer I caught the perfect profile of a child floating overhead. I continue to be amazed at the intricate detail of the shapes which can be found in the clouds.
I found this unusual outcropping of rock near the ocean in a park located outside Coos Bay, Oregon. It is such a strange formation I wanted to post it again. 
I always look forward to walking in the woods with my sweet Sis. Friday we found May Flowers, Johnny Jump Ups and Trilliums carpeting the ground. There was magic in the forest that day . . . and more spring flowers than either of us remember seeing before.
One of the breathtaking moments of our walk included this little moth sitting atop a purple May Flower.
And there was a baby Trillium peeking out from beneath her Mama.
One couldn't miss the Skunk Cabbage we found growing down by the Crick. When their leaves are submerged in water they turn silvery. They are beautiful to look at, but there's a reason they're called "skunk" cabbage!!!
Above you see a Johnny Jump up. I didn't realize until later there was a cute little bug perusing his world from a bright petal. 
So when the hustle and bustle of just living gets me down--I'll just slip back into the magical forests of our childhood, walking among the flowers and fern with my Sweet Sis. 
This is a picture I took last summer. My small backyard pond is one of the delights of my soul. I've always dreamed of having one there. There is something so restful, so peaceful when one sits next to a pond, where the goldfish slowly swim beneath reflection of flower, tree and sky.
It was so beautiful yesterday, I went outside to talk on the phone with my friend--good thing I had my camera with me--I caught this perfect triangle in the sky next to the great cedar tree.
A few hours later I glimpsed some interesting clouds through my office window--I ran outside with my camera and caught this amazing triangle which appears to have a circle in its middle.
A little later--clicking away--I noticed a square. If you look closely, there's a perfect heart inside. Can you see it?
Did you realize clover is hairy? Well, it is--and these are so fuzzy and soft looking with the early morning dew clustered on their leaves.
Out in the country where the hills rolls softly toward the sea, a thunder cloud rolled through. Unexpectedly I saw the face of the storm. Can you?
Not only do we have rain in Oregon, but often in late Fall and early Spring the fog curls thickly around the hills, eddying along the slow moving rivers and misting through the fields.
It is not uncommon to come upon poison oak sinuously winding its way up the oak trees, or bushing out from the side of the road. We learned to spot poison oak early as kids. It has a distinctive look to it--even the bare branches. Most people are very allergic to it.
On our walk through the desolate grounds of the abandoned and vandalized mega-church one sunny day, Sissy and I were delighted to notice the bees were out in force.
What a surprise to catch this little fellow gazing down from the tippy top of our ancient house. If you look closely, you'll see he has a walnut in his mouth.
On our last walk together, Clytie showed me the yellow lichen she'd found. I couldn't resist taking this photo. The spriggle of mossy grey beard next to the yellow cupped lichen seemed an unlikely marriage--I was intrigued and thought I would share it with you.
I've always wondered what Mt. Olympus--often referred to in Greek mythology as the Home of the Gods--looked like.
I was waiting in a parking lot to meet a friend of mine, when I noticed the odd shapings of the clouds gathering over the city just across the river. I did a double take. Since when did we have a mountain that size in view from where I was?
On our walks through the canyons and forests of our childhood, one can find amazing trees. They are huge, fissured and draped with delicate licorice fern and deep green mosses.
Last Spring, while visiting Oregon's Great Columbia Gorge, I took a photo of this wondrous Sunset.
" If there were no clouds, we could not enjoy the sun." - Ancient Proverb
A few minutes ago, my husband and I found out our darling little Crickette' kitty flew away to heaven sometime Sunday morning while we were gone. We are both devastated at the loss of our small friend.
