My trip to Marysville on Sunday was hot, hot, hot.  It’s hot here, and it’s going to continue all week.  Though, the weather isn’t what I wanted to talk about.  I wanted to take some photos of Marysville, but I didn’t really get a chance.  Though I did notice that it is still like a construction zone with new things going up all the time.  I think it will be evolving for a long time.

 The countryside is so lovely around this part of the state.  After some things that have happened, I thought I would never want to go back to this area, but all I could think about was how much I wanted to take photos.  I am thinking that I might have to do some early morning trips up there to check it out.  Winter is wonderful there.

Going up Lake Mountain is like entering a world for giants.  The trees are so tall.  They are still recovering from the fires, but you can see the regrowth.

This is from the same spot, only looking up more.  The trees should provide a lovely cover, but you can see it is still very sparse.

There is so much regrowth here, but you can also see dead trees, in the foreground and in the distance.  It can take places like this many, many years to recover.

Here is a cyclist riding up the mountain, a tough ride, and you can see what I mean about the trees.  It was quite solemn seeing it all.  I haven’t been up the mountain for a couple of years, and I think I expected it to be greener.  I was surprised because it seemed the same as when I was there last time.  I took some photos from one place that I had taken photos from once before, so if I can find the older ones, it might be good to do a comparison.

One day, slowly, those dead trees will make way for the new growth that is growing up from underneath, and one by one all those tall dead trees will fall down and provide nutrients for all the new trees growing.  One day the fires will only be a memory.