Boa Cat is not really black…when the sun hits her fur she has auburn tones. But, ok, don’t mess with her, because most of the time she looks like a black cat. This is just light reflecting from the flash, right?
We’d just like any special powers to stay dormant…
I am submitting this to Thursday doors today. It’s not a door really, except sometimes the views traveling or hiking or outdoors are doors into another consciousness… I think that hiking helps me through the door into feeling peaceful and that my problems or worries or hurt feelings are not really significant after all. They are small in this beautiful world. They shrink and seem insignificant.
I took this near the summit of Mount Townsend, looking back. There is Mount Ranier and then we had a discussion about the other peak to the right. Mount Adams, I think, because Mount St. Helen’s is not as tall….
My mother called the Fourth of July “the glorious fourth”. I kept thinking of her yesterday. We hiked Mount Townsend yesterday and it was glorious. We drive up through clouds, a bit disappointed that there would not be views, but still determined. The hike starts at 3000 feet, so we drove out into the sun before that!