This week I want to share the beauty of the Olympic Peninsula. I’ve traveled a lot throughout this scenic country and have spent time in many communities on our way to explore our state and national parks. While traveling in an RV caravan on our vacations, I have fond memories of my friend Brenda calling over the CB radio and saying, “Deb, how about here?” She was, of course, talking about our chatter of finding a beautiful place to retire. I would have a lavender farm and she would have an animal rescue or farm next door. Maybe grow some grapes… These are the planted seeds that gave birth to my desire to live someplace beautiful. And beautiful to me is no traffic, no tall buildings (except grain silos), a small town, fresh fruits and vegetables are grown within a few miles or my own garden, a small town with community events, no worries of leaving a bicycle outside overnight. You get the idea. I have found that place on the Olympic Peninsula.
My little town lies where the majestic Olympic mountains meet the ocean (technically, the Strait of San Juan Fuca) with a big river and many creeks. I’m told the pioneers diverted the melting snow from the mountains throughout the valley and the reason why we have so many “creeks” every couple of miles. I have a year-round creek that runs along my property and then there is another creek on the other side of me about an acre over. The Dungeness River is the larger river here and is located about two miles from me. I’m inland a couple of miles from the ocean so I can hear the fog horns, but I don’t usually get the fog. I’m also a couple miles down from the foothills so while they may get a couple of feet of snow, I only get a dusting that lasts a day.
All of the photos shared in this post were taken by me except the photo above of Lavender Mills, which was taken by my neighbor under an incredible sky. I love our skies.
The wildlife here is incredible. Almost every day I see something amazing.
The many family farms provide everything one could need. I love that some farms have kiosks out front with produce, eggs, and even trees for sale on the honor system.
A few more scenic photos because I can’t just leave them out!
I almost forgot the dynamic skies. They change from minute to minute.
It’s a lovely place and I still cannot believe I actually live here. I used to think as I drove through little towns what the people did for a living and how they liked living there. As I drive through downtown, especially during the tourist season, I remember that feeling and now I am one of those that live here and I love being here.