Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Having driven the road to Anchorage from Homer many, many times in the past 7 years of living in Alaska, I have seen these mountains in many different states and light. One of my favorite times of the year is late fall (October) when the plants make the mountainsides colorful and the termination dust is creeping down from the peaks. The other favorite time is in the winter. Once again, the lighting can be exquisite, making a plain old mountain (like the ones you see in this photo) suddenly something special, awesome and breath-taking. I prefer to be the passenger on the drive to Anchorage so I can gaze around at the peaks and oooooo and aaaaaaah. Of course, plenty of times it is pitch black or snowing and socked in so I can't see anything, but then there are the gloriously beautiful days too. This photo reminds me of one of those days.