Sometimes in life, a whimsy invites the adventurous. Today we accepted the invitation, and a couple of hours ago we saw this.
With good weather today and rain hopes in the week ahead, we’re glad. Now settling for the nite and tomorrow…
We like it when visitors come, because it often gets us out doing the “tourist” things around town. It’s been a while since we visited the Harbor, for example.
So when dear friends from NYC were here on a stormy February day, we enjoyed the reflective views there again. We also discovered the viewing deck atop the Maritime Museum as clouds parted and a rainbow appeared offshore.
From there, the gull’s eye view out past the Harbor to the city and mountains beyond is more expansive.
Over at Stearn’s Wharf which we do seem to visit more often between visitors, we swapped photo ops with our friends. Much more fun than Selfies. 🙂
We enjoyed discovering this happy red-headed woodpecker. Anne noticed the sound first, but a moment earlier I’d seen him fly to the tree. We both paused to watch him carefully store an acorn.
He hopped around looking for the perfect place, then after choosing he hopped away a few inches to admire the excellence of his choice.
He seemed completely oblivious to us standing nearby admiring him. It was only later looking at the pix, we could see how well-supplied his larder is. The tree is completely stuff with stored acorns, making me wonder if he’ll ever use even a small fraction of his supply.
Clouds are like rocks, perhaps. Just as I’m fascinated by the glorious rock formations in our mountains, I love watching the clouds dance with the mountains as they thrill to the setting sun.
The show often begins with a cloud like this waving at the mountains. The aviator in me also knows that it signals an interesting ride for planes crossing the mountains, because of the wave of air uplifted to create those lenticular clouds. Then looking West, the cloud shapes and textures are completely different as the day continues fading.
Just before the colors begin to magically drain away, darkening edges sound a final pipe organ chord of deeper blue and brassy orange announcing the coming enchantments of Night.
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