Winter In The Pacific Northwest

Our winters here in the Pacific Northwest are very mild, compared to the ones I grew up with in New England. Temperatures often hover in the forties, and skies are usually cloudy with drizzle, rain showers, or rain. Not seeing much of the sun for about 4-5 months a year can get tough, but today, a bald eagle flying into the yard pulled me out into the wet. I thought it landed in a massive fir tree, but as I ventured out to the back forty, and carefully walked around the tree, there was no sign of the raptor.

Eagles are a common sight this time of year, flying a few hundred feet up, occasionally circling as they look for their next meal. I captured this one yesterday, as it sat drying its wings.

Today didn’t yield any eagle photos, but because this is such a wet and shaded area, moss and lichen abound. Here’s a photo of one of my favorite fence posts. The barbed wired used to corral cows, when the field next door was used for grazing many years ago.

Last week, driving home one day, I stopped at the shores of a nearby lake and was mesmerized by some clouds that were so low they touched the water.

Photography has always been and will always be one of my joys in life.