Sitting back in my comfy chair, watching the day happening outside the front window... Blue sky, white mountain... There are not photos much from the Northwest, I can only paint with words this time. I can tell you of the woods alongside the roads, I-5 and the lesser ways, where the dark firs and less-dark cedars stand sentinal year round, and how, now spring is truly setting about its business, there are mists of other greens--many yellowish, some bright and pure--advancing through the woods... Sign in to see full entry.