When it’s raining is my favorite time to be in the wilderness. Things move during a rainstorm, taking the forest out of its stoicism. Replacing that stoic stance is a certain kind of majesty with the clouds flirting with trees and mountains.
I’m fan of the silence of snowfall. Anything wet tends to drive out most other visitors, which I enjoy, but there is something eery and opaque about woodland snow. Nice work!
Thanks! I know exactly what you mean. I’ve been out in the snow as well. But one must take “extra” precautions if it’s “snowing” in a wilderness setting. Take care!
I know what you mean. That’s a tree that’s leftover from the St. Helens volcano eruption. All the stumps that are left have a strange look to them. Thanks!
True, if you like tropes like that. But I tend to be very happy in the rain. Plowed my way through two rainstorms in the last two days. Felt great! Thanks for reading!
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