I am a butterfly chaser. A butterfly stalker. A butterfly lover. I can be in mid-conversation and a butterfly can fly by and I’m like, “Ooooohhhhh….butterfly.” The problem with butterflies is that they’re, well, fluttery. Meaning: they don’t stay in one place for very long. Therefore I seem to have very few pictures of butterflies. However, they were cooperative on the 4th of July on the shores of Annette Lake.
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Welcome to Tales from the Upper Left! I’m an Oregonian by birth, and a Washingtonian (upper left...get it?) by choice. I share my life with a husband named Jonathan and a cat named Colby Jack (he’s orange...like cheese). I dabble in photography (passionate hobbyist), hike when the opportunity arises, drink wine whenever the mood strikes me and travel not often enough. Predictable Washington blog? Nah. I promise!