Winter

It will be about a month before I can post again, but check back in Dec. for photos from my latest adventure!



A cacoon



Heading back the Willawa Lakes valley



Our neighborhood Steller Jay



Suicide Peaks at dusk



Views from Bird Ridge.



View of Penguin Peak from Bird ridge with the clouds below us.

A Blank Ballot

Yesterday, as I was handed a blank ballot, I felt so happy, so blessed, to live in a country where I have the freedom to vote. My husband and I just returned recently from a year and a half spent overseas. Spent in many countries where people can't vote. Or if they can vote, the results of these 'elections' are already determined by corruption and intimidation. The people in these countries told us that they did not have opportunity. They did not have freedom of speech. They lived in fear of their government. They had no hope for change. So as I stood in the voting booth with that empty ballot in my hand, it was amazing to me that I was there, holding onto hope. Holding onto the power to change.