Back to Olympic National Park

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

Scrub Jay

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

Subalpine Lupine

to Indian Paintbrush

Indian Paintbrush

which we gladly shared with numerous Great Spangled Fritillary

Great Spangled Fritillary

and Anise Swallowtails

Anise Swallowtail

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.

4 thoughts on “Back to Olympic National Park”

  1. Your photos are particularly fine today, Loren, especially the butterflies. Their colors are exquisite. I think the natural world stops to speak to you! The patterns on the butterflies’ wings remind me somewhat of the interlocking patterns I have been painting on paper.

  2. I never tire of your photography, Loren. And as others have mentioned, I would cherish a book of your photos. Please do consider publishing!

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