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I took this picture while looking for some good fall color because it hit me that the old, weathered buildings symbolized many past harsh winters and the trees in the background hint of a new winter coming. Chris
Just picture a nice whitetail buck standing in the field framed by the trees!
A large Tamarack tree slowly turning pale green, soon red and then all the needles will shed for winter and new needles will grow in the spring, the tamarack is one of the few coniferous trees to shed it's needles each winter.
Here's the Tamarack on November 5th. Almost bare. Chris
Had five uploaded before the cursed red X appeared!
There you are showing me up again! Just wait til I get my scanner working then I'll post all my old pictures and you guys will be sick of them. Chris
Al, The 7th pic as I scrole down,Is that barn between E-burg and the Blewett Pass cut off?Don
Chris, I look forward to the pics, did you run out of film? I'm really good at loading pics to the site let me know if you need help. Don
I had to go get a part-time job, even as disabled as I am, logging just to keep from getting bored waiting for my pest control guy! Besides, you ain't no where near as good at uploading pics as me, you hasn't even found "God's Country" yet! Chris
P.S. I want to know whose big ole yellar dog that is in the barn.
10/4, the little cut-off/ shortcut from e-burg to blewett. A pretty little slice of heaven, for sure!
Photo 1 is between Black Diamond and Enumclaw
Photo 2 is south of Duvall
Timbucktoo is between Orting and Kapowsen
Larimie School is south of Waterville
photo 5 is East of the columbia near Mansfield if I remember
photo 6 is out near Enumclaw
Photo 7 is just south of Virden on 97 between Blewett pass and E-burg
Photo 8 is between Elbe and Etonville
Photo 9 is out in the wheatfields east of the columia river overlooking Chelan Hill
Big yellow bird hunting dog, belonged to a good friend, resides up in the big happy hunting ground in the sky now.
It's sad but I have had many such dogs and hope they and Reiley are in a happy place, only a dog person knows what a dog lost means. Chris
Not bad Chris,You had all that cut by the 10am coffee brake? Using an old whip saw? I see the bystanders in awe of your efforts.You even dug up the stumps.I'd like to see you weed the garden or vacuum the house!
Everytime I go past there I say I'm gonna stop and take pics. I'll be by there Thanksgiving morn I'll do it then.Have you ever found some of the cool places in CleElum? On the north side of town at the base of the hill there are some unique old places.Thanks,Don
Don, Too bad but I did that log pile quite a few years ago, I was just trying to give you the business about being so late! All kidding aside, I am trying to find some pics to post. I'm running out of material because I led such an uneventful life! I seem to have taken some pretty boring and even gory pictures of some of my animals, lots of blood and stuff which seemed ok back then but now seem a little out of place in our so tidy world. Chris
Uneventfull life? With all the places you lived?yeah,right. What was the reason for that wood pile anyway? Everything looks neat and tidy,mine never look like that.I have a cabin in south central wash.that could use a guy like you for a few days. You get bored let me know.Don
My wife's Dad is a fanatic for woodland and forestry. He was a science teacher and his major in college was bugs and trees! He single-handedly transformed some Hemlock forest and swamp land into hardwood and food plot land over about thirty or so years. He started small and over the years hand planted oak (from acorn!) and apple, maple and ash, chestnut and beech until his camp land was a virtual habitat for wildlife. He professed to hunt but in reality he was just faking that and practicing forestry and improving his land for his offspring, which, thankfully, he did. I marvel at what we logged over several winters and made lumber to build camps and garages etc. from what he started. I still shiver thinking about getting the tractor started in twenty below weather to go chain up and haul logs out that we had cut days before. He actually dug a pond at his camp by hand, hauling the dirt away in five-gallon buckets over a period of years! I cannot even fathom doing that without heavy equipment. Sometimes we forget what we are capable of! I have many more stories if you get really bored! Chris
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