happy new year

January 1st marks the new year, but people are generally pretty settled in a routine around that time. Since grade school we've become accustomed to new beginnings in the fall; a change from summertime chaos to order and pattern. Here's a collection of stray images from the end of spring through early autumn, that period of chaos that precedes settling in for the winter.

Lake Wenatchee. Cascades holding off a front.

A mushroom in the pan is worth two in the car seat.

The simple joy of the last day of school.

Learning how to mill lumber in the backcountry.

Summer days at the pool, when there's still daylight after they close.

Blading is cooler than it was when you were a kid.

Moving all my stuff from here to there.

Digging up old dashboards.

Injuries are not as cool as when you were a kid.

Living and working from here all week.

Finding sweet hidden beach shack palaces.

Mobile shacks and wood shacks.

That landscape shot at the end.

bunker

Once upon a time, America was convinced distant enemies from exotic lands were going to attack our western shores. Forts were established, troops were trained, and roads were carved into hillsides leading to headlands where bunkers were built. One of these bunkers exists on the most northwest chunk of land in the lower forty-eight.