Day 6: A View

Even though we've lived in the beautiful Pacific Northwest for close to four years now, the views out here still give me the chills. And this particular scene from the top of our hill absolutely makes my heart sing.

To be honest, I utter a little prayer of thanks every time I see it.

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"From my first hike I learned that the Cascades [mountains] deserve their name. The sound of falling water rings everywhere. It murmurs in the forest and roars down cliffs. Tiny rivulets trace eccentric paths on the surface of glaciers, plunging into crevasses and joining one another to become torrents carrying powdered rock to the Pacific. The range harbors tremendous quantities of water in its glaciers, icecaps, and snowfields. When the warmth of summer arrives, the frozen reservoir releases its stores and the mountains sing."
--James Martin (North Cascades Crest: Notes and Images from America's Alps)