We heard the wind howling in the night but woke to overcast skies and promising sunbreaks. We thought we could beat the storm’s next wave and so headed out to Coulon Park for a morning walk. We found everything windswept, clean and fresh, and eagles soaring overhead.
Golden Larch trees were clustered together and at their peak color.
This tree stood alone, uncovered, desolate and beautiful against mostly blue skies.
Sailboats were safely moored and undeterred as always.
But skies grew grayer over the boat launch.
We made it back without wind or rain. We love this walk.
Yes it’s far too early to have snow. And yes, it’s going to be a long, long winter. And yes, I’m lucky I don’t have to drive in it if I don’t want to. Still, isn’t it pretty?
What a difference a day makes! This morning brought brief snow flurries to the region (the earliest I can remember) but yesterday was mild with only light rain. I’m happy we took our walk on the Cedar River Trail yesterday. The Trail follows the river 17 miles beginning from the Cedar River watershed in the south, through Maple Valley and Renton in the north, to where the river flows into Lake Washington. We often walk the northern portion of the trail where it passes by the Renton Boeing Plant but found yesterday’s walk further south even better.
We accessed the trail at the Cedar River Park on the Maple Valley Highway and found it quieter and less traveled as it weaved through park and forest. Fall colors were brilliant and leaves still abundant on the trees and the ground. The fragrance brought up childhood memories of when we’d pile up the fallen leaves and jump into them with abandon.
We saw spawning salmon making their way slowly up the river home, and some who’d already completed their mission.
And we found this part of the trail had gone to the dogs.
Yes, these dogs have their own park and were happily running and chasing newfound friends.
As I am writing this tiny snowflakes are still falling. Perhaps yesterday was fall’s last hurrah.
I finally made it to Gene Coulon Park today to see the display of fall color under sunshine and clear skies.
Just in time. Rain and wind forecasted for the rest of the week.
The Tiffany Park Woods are mostly gone but these trees still stand as a remnant, beautiful by the dawn’s early light.
This happened tonight over Lake Washington during my birthday dinner. Really.
I couldn’t have scripted it any better.
This morning I woke up to the usual noises of destruction (I mean construction) behind my house in what was once called the Tiffany Park Woods and went to take a look.
This is what I saw.
Which is all fine and good but I certainly hope the brakes are in good working order.