Columbia River Gorge

Recently back from the Columbia River Gorge on the border between Washington and Oregon. Ten years since we lived in the Northwest, but such beautiful, familiar, comforting scenes: mist, fog, she-rain, fir trees against fast scudding gray clouds. Yes, I know those impressions. They feel like home!

I, who have many homes and states of homelessness.

Along the road, abundance:

Our cabin at Sandhill Cottages, Carson. And I DO mean funky!

Nature preserve:

Osprey nest:

Me and the guys, upriver, when the day was still young and the earth was young:

And finally, ya never know who you might run acrosst. These are some guys we met at the Interpretive Center.