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What the ?????

“Out My Bedroom Window”

I was enjoying my morning cup of coffee, looked out the window, and saw this weird cloud formation.  I dropped everything and rushed to get my camera.  Luckily I had the right lens and was able to get a quick photo of this cloud spiral before it dissipated.  A few seconds later it was gone.  I have never seen such a cloud phenomenon.  I have no clue what could have caused it here in Eastern Washington.  I wonder if it was a mini cyclone??? 

The mysteries of nature engulf my imagination.  The more I stop to contemplate what is going around me, the more wonder I see and feel.  I feel grateful to witness such events and even more lucky if I have a camera near by.  It is time to celebrate the wonderful world around me.

History in My Backyard

Selah – Naches Irrigation Flume

A few days ago we had a light snow.  I gazed our from my kitchen window and became fixated on the wonderful piece of history in my backyard.  The snow provided a nice contrast between the irrigation flume’s wood structure and the sagebrush speckled background.

This piece of history was built in 1892 to provide irrigation water to the Selah Valley.  Over the years, much of the canal has been upgraded and the wooden flumes torn down.  I am lucky to have one of the few remaining sections above my home.  I currently get my irrigation water directly from this flume.  Sadly, it won’t be for too many additional years.  Plans are to replace this section with an underground pipe.  So until funds are available, I will enjoy what remains of our little bit of history.

The Story Behind the Picture

“The Fog”

Does anyone remember the 1980 horror film, “The Fog?’  I had a remarkable spooky experience last weekend.  As my friend and I were returning from a trip to Portland back to Central Washington, we decided to take a little side trip to the metropolis of Bickleton, WA.  We headed up the Roosevelt grade from the Columbia River.  I was expecting some very interesting scenic overlooks as we drove up the switchbacks, but is wasn’t meant to be.  Quickly after we started climbing up the grade, a thick fog engulfed us.  I could see only about 20 feet ahead of me.  Curves on the switch back were difficult to see.  We crept along going about 15-20 miles per hour following two large trucks.  I was hoping that another vehicle would not race up and rear-end us.  My driving partner was a little relieved, she could not see the steep grades sloping down toward the river.  All we could see were the lines on the road.  Our gas level was getting low!

We finally reached the top of the grade and drove into Bickleton.  It was like a ghost town.  The town’s few buildings were all closed up.  There were no signs of inhabitants.  No gas here, we decided to drive on.  About 10 minutes later, without any warning, we jetted out of the fog onto a wide open plain.  It was bright and beautiful.  We drove a couple of minutes, then looked back and saw the huge thick bank of fog from which we had emerged.  I quickly stopped the car, got out, and grabbed my camera to try to record the sight.  Too, slow … the fog was rapidly coming toward us.  It engulfed us before I could click the shutter.  I felt that I was being swallowed by the creeping fog.

We drove several minutes more and emerged from the fog again.  We drove a mile or two this time before we stopped to photograph “The Fog.”  This time, I was able to capture a few images of the moving fog.  We quickly got out of “The Fog’s” path before it could engulf us again.

P.S.  We made it to the next little town, Mabton, got gas, and then made it safely home.  It was an interesting drive!

 

Looking Up

Selah Ridge

Looking up between the rows of trees, I can catch glimpses of the Selah Ridge.  The sagebrush covered hill sides are what the land is like without irrigation.  The strip of basalt rock is from the great Columbia Basin lava flows which occurred 14-6 million years ago.  It was pushed up as part of the Yakima folds development.

A Walk in the Orchard

Neighbor’s Cherry Orchard

There is an old cherry orchard just up the road from our house.  In fall, the leaves turn shades of yellow and orange.  The grasses turn to a golden straw color.  Birds are everywhere fluttering about.  A hawk frequently perches on an overhead orchard fan.  It is a nice place to walk and explore during all seasons of the year.  

Sections of the orchard are being removed each year to make room for new young trees.  I do not know how much longer the old stand of trees will remain.  So until then, I will explore as often as I can.  I will present images of a walk I took about a month ago in my next few posts.

Beautiful Way to Start the Day

“Looking Out My Bedroom Window”

I received this beautiful gift yesterday morning.  The combination of a brilliant sunrise reflecting off beautiful lenticular clouds … I couldn’t ask for a better way to start the day.  It inspired me to get out and spend several hours walking around my yard taking remnants of the fall colors with my macro lens.  It was a wonderful morning, full of discovery and exploration!

Remnants of the Past

Remnant – Snow Mountain Ranch

Back to Snow Mountain Ranch.  Before it was a conservancy preserve, this beautiful countryside was a working ranch.  Throughout the preserve, remnants of the past history are scattered about:  watering tubs, barbed wire fences, barbed wire rolls, sheds, small corrals.  These remnants of the past add interest to the preserve as well as provide photo opportunities.

Field of Wildflowers

Snow Mountain Ranch – Field of Wildflowers

Like I mentioned in my last post, my objective of this photo excursion was to first enjoy the beautiful day and wildflowers.  Then my photographic objective was to collect a series of images that captured the “Grand Landscape” of wildflowers and the area as well as smaller “Intimate Landscape” of flowers, rocks, sage brush, and other interesting objects.  This image is somewhere in between. I picked this image because it gave me a feeling of being amongst the wildflowers instead of being apart from them and viewing them against a distant background.  I actually was down on my elbows and knees when I took this image with a wide angle lens.