Western Washington is very beautiful unless you like sunshine, in which case it’s mostly depressing for somewhere between 9 and 12 months out of the year, depending on the year. There have been years where we didn’t get a summer, and rolled right over into fall, which resulted in like 20 months of overcast skies and rain.
A few weeks ago wild foxgloves erupted everywhere in our neighborhood. We have a patch in our backyard that are six and a half feet tall now. I love all the birds everywhere, and the flowers, and the greenery. When the sun comes out and it warms up, it’s honestly like paradise. But I do get a little SAD by about the middle of winter.
Western Washington is profoundly beautiful. Unless it’s 1700 or 1980.
We know that the ≈9.0 earthquake occurred on the evening of January 26, 1700, by way of Japanese records of the resulting tsunami. (!)
Western Washington is very beautiful unless you like sunshine, in which case it’s mostly depressing for somewhere between 9 and 12 months out of the year, depending on the year. There have been years where we didn’t get a summer, and rolled right over into fall, which resulted in like 20 months of overcast skies and rain.
That sounds hella nice actually
A lot of people seem to enjoy it.
I looooooooooove how green everything is so early in the year. Or when it’s snowing in the passes but the cherry blossoms have erupted in Seattle.
Caveat that every tolerable place on Earth seems a little like Eden when I’m not there.
A few weeks ago wild foxgloves erupted everywhere in our neighborhood. We have a patch in our backyard that are six and a half feet tall now. I love all the birds everywhere, and the flowers, and the greenery. When the sun comes out and it warms up, it’s honestly like paradise. But I do get a little SAD by about the middle of winter.
What’s not to love about 3pm dusk (assuming that the sun even rose every day)??