Tuesday, around 5:00 p.m., I stepped outside and caught a glimpse of sun on the Coast Range across Lynn Canal from our homestead. With the weather as wild as it’s been lately, I ran down to take a photo as soon as I could, before the light changed.
As always, I regret that our cameras don’t capture the magnification we see. In my eyes, each of the sunlit peaks tower high above the surrounding mountains, which in turn appear much higher in person than they do in photos. I like this photo, but it doesn’t do justice to what we actually see here.
The weather continued to be erratic the next day. When we went to bed the yard was dry, and the stars bright. The next morning, we awoke to several inches of snow (and a flocked woodpile, which I hadn’t bothered to retarp) and the mountains across the canal had completely disappeared. Mail delivery must still be backed up—the movies didn’t arrive Tuesday, so I still haven’t seen my much-anticipated disaster movie. Using the Internet required frequent trips to sweep snow off the satellite dish.
Not that I’m complaining! We’re home, safe and dry, able to go out or stay in as we please. And the view is ever changing, and always spectacular. That is The Good Life, no doubt about it.