Old man winter breathes his first icy breath across the North Cascades, giving the rugged peaks their illustrious, powdered caps; an ode to the former colorful tones of Autumn, now replaced by a serene, monochrome tranquility.
Old man winter breathes his first icy breath across the North Cascades, giving the rugged peaks their illustrious, powdered caps; an ode to the former colorful tones of Autumn, now replaced by a serene, monochrome tranquility.