It is so easy to forget the beauty of the place in which I live. Especially during maddening rush of Christmas and the ensuing pressure of final exams (at least for us students who are not fortunate enough to have pre-Christmas finals), life often seems “too hectic” to truly stop and enjoy the beauty–and there is plenty of it–which does surround me.
My original plan for this post was (to attempt) to write an eloquent chunk of prose describing the glory of nature at its best. That did not come to be. Instead, I fall back on the fine aphorism, “A picture is worth a thousand words.”
I took this picture from my phone while I was biking in the Sammamish River valley.
In January and February, my school takes four consecutive Fridays (from finals to mid-winter break) off to go skiing/snowboarding at Steven’s Pass, a little bit less than two hours east on Highway 2. This opportunity is one of the highlights of the school year for most if not all students (even those who don’t choose to participate appreciate the extended weekend!). I snowboard, but it also provides excellent photographic opportunities.
The Psalmist wrote it best:
“The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language
where their voice is not heard.”