It’s easy to see why the immenseness of the sky has been an inspiration for artists and poets, inventors and explorers since the first human looked up. (Evening sky in Seattle.)
Ahhh … the day begins with beauty. View from deck looking out over Lake Washington.
There’s something about watching the sun break through the clouds that restores peace. Like being in a chapel.
The color and feel of this photo reminds me of the French landscapes by Corot.
Nothing like a walk on the beach to soothe the soul. Haystack Rock is still majestic after all these years.
I adore the drama of storm clouds. So fierce and powerful! This sky was captured in Mt. Vernon, WA just as I was headed into town.
Even under cloudy skies, the petals are vibrant.
Snow geese head to the bay from the potato fields of Skagit Valley.
A light mist in the air following heavy rain creates a watercolor look to the fall trees. A city street becomes a Monet!
Winter scenes like this one always remind me of my childhood pen and ink sketches.
They come like waves of ribbons across the sky. Rows of wings. Shape-shifting in flight. Forming first circles then lines then arches. A mesmerizing choreography only they can do. Instinctive. Fleeting. Inspiring.
Frigid morning temps are easier to take when you awake to this view.