On Saturday we experienced a beautifully clear day here in Seattle. Every time it's clear out, I think to myself "this might be the last time I see the mountain before I leave". Here it was at sunset:
Then, I've been wondering what the view would be like farther down the road. I found this great spot about six miles south of me:
This trailer park has the view I had been hoping for when I moved to Puyallup!
As I headed towards home again, I realized the sunset colors were getting better and better, so I stopped again at "my" picture-taking spot. This is what Katherine Lee Bates meant when she wrote "America, The Beautiful".
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
The lighting kept changing, and my philosophy is definitely "why take one picture when you can take a dozen?!"