Stele

Yesterday we drove around Mount Hood, took about three hours.  Its bare rock summit still mostly ensconced in snow married beautifully with the blue sky above.  It was a massive stele of The Ancient of Days.  We stopped by the Timberline Sky Lodge, a national historic landmark, sitting 6000 feet up the mountain, embedded in the stone at the tree line.  The front door latch was about as big as my front door.  When you build next door to the Ancient of Day’s project, you bring your A game.

Betty trying to open the door.