Since Leslie had yesterday off we decided to go to Mt. Rainier. Naturally it was unusually cloudy when we left and it appeared questionable if we’d even be able to see the mountain, much less get a picture of it. Leslie wanted to go to Sunrise, though I would have preferred to go to the main park entrance. It turned out to be the right choice as the clouds seemed to part just as we entered the park entrance.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen the Mountain from Sunrise before but it certainly offers some close-up views of the mountain.
It probably shouldn’t come as a surprise, but it always does when I find glaciers
meeting flowers, competing to cover more ground than the other
and you wonder if the orange butterflies
were painted with orange Indian Paintbrush.