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Somewhere in Washington state … the leaves are leaving.

Came upon this scene on my morning walk to the Lighthouse. Not gruesome exactly but…grue-inspiring and gruiously stopped me in my tracks.

While I wasn’t playing in the tournament or visiting my friends I pulled out my camera and snapped these photos in Portland last month. Just now transferred them from my camera and figured I’d share some with the loyal bloghood…hope u like. Here’s the gallery link: Portland

This morning’s Doonesbury comic strip — nice work, Trudeau:

Sunday morning S and I went to market — the Ballard farmers’ market, that is. It couldn’t have been a prettier day, and I took this photo just for the halibut.

Last month Suzan and I drove to Silver Creek Falls State Park, and while hiking part of the northern loop trail looking at all the waterfalls, an archetypical northwest moment occurred: it started raining. I love watching raindrops falling on water, and when I realized I had a camera I captured these 17 seconds.

Walking home from dinner through the alley last night we came upon this bee doing his job in this sunflower. I can’t believe how well the photo turned out (full size is even more impressive).

Hanging loose at the beach in Yachats, in the zone.

The muffler in my auto blew on the way down to Oregon. The Corvallis repair shop I had it replaced in had these muffler sculpture dudes out front.

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

This link was posted on Josh’s blog and it’s just so sweet I had to post it here on the Blig.