My Favorite Mountain

A fairly bad cold has laid me low these past few days--the first in nearly three years.  My fever broke yesterday and today all indications suggest the worst has passed.  I was relaxing in my chair late this  afternoon and decided to take in the view.  We enjoyed a rain-free day and with a crystal clear sky, there existed the potential for a great sunset.  As I swiveled the chair a hundred-eighty degrees, there was my favorite mountain, covered in the most beautiful fresh snow. 

For about ten minutes I took in this stunning sight, one that will soon be sorely missed.  But then, as I've done so many times before, I ran to fetch the camera.  I apologize for sounding like a broken record, but truly, if you're ever lucky enough to see something like this from your living room windows, I doubt few of you would behave differently.  It's just so beautiful, it demands to be shared.

I took the usual variety of shots, some zoomed a little and some a lot.  The sun was setting so quickly, before I knew it, the show was over.  I love looking at Mount Hood so much, I'll probably be snapping photos of it from the plane the day we depart Oregon for Hawaii.  I do hope you all had a good day, too.