In spite of endless rain and the occasional hailstorm, spring has finally come to the Skagit Valley. The daffodil fields came and went, and the tulips are in their full glory. Every once in a while the clouds part and the mountains remind us of their presence.
Jessamyn Tuttle 
You grabbed the turbulent NW seasonal rollover perfectly, an expression of the severest tranquility. Particularly in tune with the sun burst moss infested roof against the ominous gray sky. Luv the smell of nature’s contrariness in the morning.