|Stillaguamish River near Granite Falls|
From the Douglas Firs and pines to the Salal and Oregon Grape and moss, there is likely to be a palette full of different shades of green most anywhere you look. I have heard that Eskimos have a plethora of words for snow; we have a similar quantity of shades of green.
And then there are the unusual and unexpected, yet totally welcome oddities of nature. Those times in the season when you wish you saw a flower blooming, but no flower in its right mind should actually be blooming. But there it is! A spot of blue with yellow stripes catches your eye amongst the tall grasses in a garden in front of a house on a busy street. An Iris in January? I bent down to see that it was, indeed, anchored to the earth and had not fallen from a passing bouquet. An Iris in January – what a wonderful sight!
This is one more reason to love Seattle in winter.