We went out for a couple of drives this past weekend. It was so nice not have anything on the schedule. I’ve been working overtime the past few weeks on both the book and our renewal of vows. And now, a little peace.
I am never quite as happy as I am when I’m out in the woods, whether it be a city park or the actual forest. When I’m surrounded by trees or near the water, I feel a peace that I seldom feel otherwise.
So I thought I’d show you a few pictures that I took over the past few days and even a few from a couple years ago. This is the land I write about. The ravines that permeate my books? They’re everywhere, a product of the massive glaciers that once drove, grinding through the land, as well as the earthquake fault systems we’re on here.
As I said in Friday’s post, the land here is vibrant and alive in a way few places seem to me. Here, the earth spirits hear you. They listen, and watch and bide their time. Here, the Wild Hunt is alive and very much part of the area. The elk and deer thrive, as do bears, cougars, coyotes, and other wildlife.
This is the land that inspires my work, these are the trees and waters that find their way into the pages of my stories. My settings are practically characters in themselves, because here, our forests and ocean and rivers are all haunting—and quite often, haunted.
What can I say? I’m an animist I believe that there is a spirit within every single thing in this world — even that which is man-made has a certain spirit to it. But the forests and the lakes, they speak to me most. And even within our cities here on the western coast of Washington state, it’s green and vibrant, and the wild still takes hold.
Some of the pictures were taken at Mt. Rainier, some at Port Townsend, some from Tolmie State Park down in Olympia, some from Marymoor park near here, others at lake front parks around here, a few from my own yard.
TOLMIE STATE PARK: