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I am UmberDove.

And by that, I mean an artist.  One who hears stories in the wind, who paints because it is what her soul tells her to do, who smiths because the muse moves through her fingertips, who loves nothing more than the promise of an unexplored trail, the sound of the ocean in her ears, and scent of a serious cup of coffee.


Wallace Falls


So, enough with the Puget, lets talk about the Cascades! Can I say AMAZING! One of the most wonderful parts of my life up in the Pacific Northwest is the number of hikes that I am able to take. Yesterday I drove out to the foot of the Cascades to a little town called Gold Bar (so little that the population sign only said "pop" with no number) to hike the Wallace Falls State Park.
It was drizzling and grey (in other words perfect) and six miles later, had stayed the same. I munched on wild salmon berries, and had all the moss, ferns, and lichen I could feast my eyes on. But the Falls were what it was all about.

The pictures do so little justice, so you must look at them and imagine the roar of water, the cold mist on your face, and the damp earthy scent of rich, decaying detritis. My heart belongs in those places.