August was quite a rain-filled month in Anchorage. All of that moisture brought forth an abundance of mushrooms, seemingly everywhere. I may have become slightly obsessed with seeking them out and photographing the various shapes, colors, sizes and textures. Some were smaller than my pinky finger while others were larger than my booted foot. It all felt a big magical in combination with the mosses, trees, ferns, grasses, fallen leaves and birdsong that accompanied our forest walks and park ramblings. I continue to be excited while exploring more of Anchorage's green pockets and wild spaces within city limits and a bit beyond.
September has proven to be one of the warmest and driest on record. We've enjoyed week after week of gorgeous fall weather, and getting outdoors to enjoy it has been my top priority. Realizing winter will soon be here with shortened hours of daylight, I've been keen to take every opportunity to embrace autumn in Alaska.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter. - Rachel Carlson