Cruising Great Northern, Our DeFever 53, Throughout the Northwest
Winter Has Arrived On the Peninsula
Monochromatic clouds rippled with back-lighting. Mottled textures. Firs, hemlocks and cedars thrust their needle studded arms into that ether. Or so it appears… as I gaze at the visual offerings outside the windows of the salon. Bands of leafless deciduous red alders, separate the greenish blackness of the stands of firs… a contrasting palate of hazy brown with white highlights. Winter. Sub-freezing temperatures lock it into stillness and non-mechanized silence. Achingly serene. The archive of a quiet storm.