Autumn is more lovely here than anywhere else I know.
The foliage is just beginning to look like fall and snow is forecast for the mountains on Tuesday.
So we took advantage of Sunday's brilliant blue skies, packed into Jim & Becky's jeep and tootled up the Mount Baker Highway toward the glaciers.
There we found mushrooms, huckleberries, the last of the blueberries hiding in foliage already turning the mountains to scarlet...
A hint of chill in the air didn't scare the bees away, though they were drowsy.
Ferns are dying back but the bronze tones were inspiring... I never thought to do ferns in these shapes. I never thought of turning their dainty tufts back in fancy curls like these either.
True confessions: I ate like a bear headed for hibernation, stuffing myself on tiny gems like this one. What a burst of flavor.
We returned refreshed. What glories we saw today.
Everyday miracles. Wow.
