remembering summer

The transition from summer to fall in Portland has been quick and downright harsh.  September is normally a glorious month in Oregon, so I feel ripped-off that we've been pounded with torrential downpour for days on end.  Flooding in the basement- what?! That normally doesn't happen until November.
I really dislike the word soggy, and yet that may be one of the better descriptors for the Pacific Northwest right now.
If I could, I would will summer back.  But, the best that I can do is flip through my photos and try to hold onto some of the most cherished memories of my year.
Here are some snapshots I took on our summer trip to the Olympic National Park  . . .