Madeline ponders the meaning of life, the vastness of the cosmos, and that cloud that kinda looks like a penis.
There's nothing phallic about this picture.
Madeline practices for the blind olympics. Next event: pedestrian slalom.
Madeline (internal): Shit. I have Matt's chapstick in my pocket. Shit! It's melted. Wait, that smells like cherry. I love cherry.
Sean realizes he's not in Kansas anymore. Or ever before actually. He's not big on geography.
We take a small detour to the Dagobah system.
One of several trillion leaves in the forest. One day I hope to complete the set.
I just love the word 'gorge'. GORGE!
Green is pretty.
The top of yet another waterfall. One of many tempting spots to leap from. Except I hear it's not as fun as they make it out to be in Romancing the Stone. And they had a car. And a Danny Devito at the bottom.
The Volkswagen corporation has my permission to use this in their ads. Provided they drive a Jetta full of cash into my driveway first. That is all.
The Columbia River divides one section of trees from another. They were once brothers, thick as thieves. But have drifted apart over the years. Get it, because of the water! Drifting! I'm hilarious.
Wet nuts.
Green is the official color of Oregon. I never figured out why.