There’s something about the quality of light here in the North Cascades that has really intrigued me. Ever since we moved here, I’ve found myself paying closer attention to it, almost like a third roommate. It’s just so… different from city life. I mean, pretty much everything is. From our crappy wifi to our collection of generators, we are definitely living a different life now. But when it comes to the changing light out here, each moment feels unique and special. Here are some photos from a recent creek adventure with the dogs and the fog.
The day I took these photos, Sean and I loaded the dogs up into my truck and went looking for forest service roads. We wanted to see how far we could drive up them, what was there, and what we could see from the vantage points. The first time Sean proposed doing this sort of thing (years ago when we had first started dating), I didn’t really know what he meant. But now, it’s one of my absolute favorite things to do with him. I love bumping along a dirt road, wondering if we’ll get stuck. And all that matters is that we’re out here, together.
The coolest thing about living here is that you can be just wandering along and then suddenly there is an opening… and BAM there is a big snowy peak. And keep in mind, we aren’t even that deep into the North Cascades where the mountains get really big. It’s just so awe-inspiring and the perfect reminder of why the hell we moved out here.
But the light… oh, the light. There are days when it feels like the sun will never rise again. Those are the hours of misty, foggy haze. It’s like a fog that you could almost reach out and touch, it’s that visceral and thick sometimes. Those are the days when I pay attention to the tops of the trees and how beautiful they are when they fade away into nothing.
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