These days the sun is rising as I am leaving the house for work. Although getting up in the dark is not my favorite thing, walking out to see the sky painted purple with hints of pink and indigo with a few stars lingering is fast becoming one of my favorite things. The deciduous trees that are here dot the hill and mountain sides with organic golden patterns. I love seeing the autumnal, golden rays of morning sun glinting off the trees and piercing any lasting fog that's sleeping in the fields. This morning as I turned down the road to get towards my school the golden leaves shimmered in the sunlight and I looked across the Strait and saw the purple, blue, green mountain tips on Vancouver Island pushing through the low laying clouds.
Yesterday as my friend Benny and I were walking along the waterfront we decided to walk up a tower that's on the pier here in Port Angeles. The day was incredibly clear and we could see the buildings of Victoria almost as clearly as you can see San Francisco from across the Bay on a clear day. Sure, the buildings looked a tad smaller, but still, super clear.
I love looking up to the mountains on these clear days. I find myself daydreaming about what the mountain faces look like up close; how the mountain would feel under me if I could magically fly up and sit on one of the ridges for a minute. The windows from the staff room at school give uninterrupted views of the mountains, so not only do I get fuel for my body on my lunch break, but for my soul and spirit as well. Today was especially gorgeous. I watched as the mountains turned from purple in the morning light to golden brown and almost red in the afternoon sunlight.
Even if I did have a camera with me i know that any photo I take wouldn't be able to capture this beauty and do it justice.
No comments:
Post a Comment