This post is dedicated to me. You can read it if you want, but I didn’t write it for you.
You see, I just moved back to Alaska, downtown Anchorage to be specific. It is inhumanely frigid here. When the wind blows the cold cuts right through your soul. The parking lots are skating rinks; the sun rises at 10:00am and sets at 4:30pm.
I created this post as a reminder of how colorful and beautiful Alaska will be in a few months. In April, the pasque flower will make a tentative appearance, adding color to the drab landscape. In May, lush green leaves will erupt on the tree branches seemingly overnight. When there is 20 hours of sunlight, nature changes quickly.
During the summer the land is covered in polychromatic wildflowers. Purple iris and pink fireweed fill the meadows and white mountain avens carpet the tundra. The forest floor is covered with blue bells and assorted other flowers.
All this color is nothing when compared to the fall, when the tundra fades to a fiery crimson and the aspen trees blaze with golden leaves.
I created the photo gallery below to have something to look at when the weather is hateful, trying to drive me away. I will look at the photos instead of looking at jobs in Kauai online. (I just Googled Hawaii weather. Average winter high is 78°. If I’m going to live somewhere remote…)
NO! I have to focus here. I love Alaska…in the summer.
Note: If you choose to look at the photo gallery, that is your call. If you want to leave a comment, that would be great, but I don’t really care. This post is dedicated to me.
You can click on any image to open a slideshow view if you want. Or not. I know I will.