....Mt. Hood was covered by clouds.
....Mt. St. Helens was hiding.
....Mt. Adams was ducking too low.
....Mt. Reindeer was just a bit too far of a drive to get back before Tyler had to leave for work.
....so we settled for Green Mountain, a volcanic cinder cone in the middle of our city.
yeah. that little hump in the middle of the photo by Tyler's hand was the best volcano (and the nearest shot!) we could scrape together. The storms that rolled through made our Thanksgiving volcano family photo difficult. The morning after, however, we discovered clear blue mocking skies. All volcanoes visible.
But I think I'll treasure this photo anyway. I'm letting go of perfection, it is no longer important to me- our tradition, however, is. I'm perfectly prepared to argue with our own kids someday that this photo does, in fact, count.
I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving. With Tyler's work schedule, we carved the turkey at midnight!
hopefully that isn't a tradition in the making : )