While visiting Washington last week, we took a little time out for a late-afternoon hike to Puget Sound. Cloudy skies promised an early dusk, so we didn’t dawdle.
Halfway down the trail, I felt overcome by the riot of light, color, and sheer life all around me. A dozen shades of green lurked in the shadows or glowed in the open spaces. You know I had to get a picture…
About a mile farther, we emerged onto the rocky beach of Puget Sound. Here the scene whispered in muted tones and glassy reflections…
God’s creativity and artistry never cease to amaze me.
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About Jan C. Johnson
Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball.
No, really. I'm also working on a biography project.
I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.
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“Muted tones and glassy reflections.” Perfect phrase. (and green? there’s like umpty-some colors of green here. Never ceases to amaze me.)
Thank you, Jody! Nature’s beauty tends to bring out the poet in me.
We live on an amazingly lovely planet, all right! Thank you for stopping by and commenting.