Yesterday was one of those rare days when everything comes together to create what seemed like a perfect day. We headed out early in the morning for the Olympics with guests from California,
stopping at a Subway to pick up lunch. When we sat down to eat our lunch before hiking to Hurricane Hill, we were greeted by both winged
and four-footed friends who wished to share our bounty.
When we finally headed out, we were greeted by an endless variety of wildflowers, from Subalpine Lupine
to Indian Paintbrush
which we gladly shared with numerous Great Spangled Fritillary
and Anise Swallowtails
Since we, unlike our butterfly companions, couldn’t survive on sheer beauty alone, we retired to an excellent dinner at Port Townsend and watched the scuba divers and sailboats ‘til it turned dark.