Photography and more for the Cosplayer
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5 am Friday morning and we are off. We planned on making few stops along the way to drop off my youngest daughter in Oregon and to stretch our legs. Thirteen hours in a car can make you feel like a sardine in a can. King Yama and I are glad to be leaving the rain in California for at least one day. The morning sunrays were strong and bright as they broke through the clouds. They warmed my face through the windshield, ^^) and seemed to lift our spirits. The farther north we went, the more the sun was winning the battle against the dark rain and puffy snow clouds. Mount Shasta was covered in a blanket of white with wisps of clouds at the summit. All the mountains were brilliantly gleaming, as they reflected the sun’s rays breaking through the scattered cloud cover. I could hardly take it all in, so beautiful. The forecast called for rain in Seattle, WA, but as we entered Oregon the sun was absolutely dazzling and Traffic was light, road construction minimal, and we made good time at dropping off my daughter. I miss Oregon sometimes. The pace in Oregon is slower and the people are very friendly. The Oregon landscape seemed to be all decked out for our trip. The landscape was dressed in various shades of green, with splashes of white, pink, blue, lavender, and yellow dappled here and there from the spring flowers. All along, on both sides of the road, I saw bunches of yellow daffodils blooming. They reminded me of my mother's back yard when her "King Alfred's" were in full bloom. The middle part of Oregon was lush. The farms, along Interstate 5, reminded me of the ones you would see in the mid west. The barns are always bigger than the houses, and the fields were neatly arranged around the buildings. The crops appeared to be healthy and well under way. I wondered, "What this area would look like from the air?" I remember once, when I was flying back to Colorado from Pennsylvania, looking through the clouds at the farms below. The layout of each farm, large or small, reminded me of squares in a quilt. Each farm area added complex colors, patterns, and designs forming the squares. From the air I could see them all the farms, and what an amazing picture. They were each part of a beautiful quilt that blanketed the land. We got through Portland with ease and traffic was still moving along with no hang ups. We were quite happy with the time we were making. It wasn’t until we entered Washington State that the weather and traffic got a little hairy. :{ There was a strange wind blowing to the North West. It seemed to whip the branches of the pine trees, thus causing the trees to loose limbs. These would come spiraling down onto the freeway, and cause motorists to adjust quickly. The limbs, on average, were quite small, but on a few instances there were larger ones that would fall from the trees. **O Those reminded me of the wicked witch flying on her broom in the Wizard of Oz. They wouldn’t spin a lot as they fell, they appeared to be targeting vehicles as they looked for Dorothy and her little dog Toto! King Yama and I were discussing the wind and the trees when we both laughed. We came up with how it really wasn’t foliage falling from the trees, but Washington’s way of landscaping the freeway. *giggles When we came into Seattle, our excitement peaked. We were almost there! The skyline of Seattle was outstanding. The evening light set the sky and clouds a glow, the skyscrapers were lit up, and traffic lights dappled the streets light a Christmas tree. @@) I wanted to stop and take a picture soooo bad, but there was no where to pull over. I excitedly expressed my need to take "that" picture to King Yama. He laughed and said, “Sure, I’ll just stop right here and cause a huge accident so you can take a picture!” I laughed and replied, “I can see the headlines now! California photographer causes twenty-vehicle pile-up on I-5 for photo of Seattle skyline!, making both us laugh even more. ^^) Everything went wonderfully and we made it to the Washington State Convention Center with virtually no help from the directions. For over thirteen hours in a car, it was an absolutely wonderful trip. Here are some pictures, from Thursday night, that I took outside the Washington State Convention Center.
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Three
States & Thirteen + Hours
