West Seattle scenes, as the sun sets on September

While down on Alki checking on Lady Liberty’s new plaque (more on that later), we happened onto that lovely sunset. Minutes earlier, we had snagged a nice pre-sunset shot from Don Armeni:

Then we came home to e-mail from WSB’ers kindly sharing their beautiful sunset shots, like this one from Hopey (featuring all three Fauntleroy-Vashon-Southworth ferries):

And this one from Greg (note the Seattle-Vashon foot ferry):

Greg’s accompanying brief note seemed spot on: “After a couple days of financial stress it is always nice to see the beautiful sunset from the Fauntlee Hills area.” Or, as we put it … thank heavens the best things in life are still free.

add September 30, 2008 (8:55 pm)

Now those are some gorgeous photos! Wow!

M. October 1, 2008 (2:57 am)

I totally agree add! Beautiful photography! LOVE the last photo.

Brandon October 1, 2008 (9:28 am)

Last night was a great night!

Ranger October 1, 2008 (1:33 pm)

OLYMPIC MOUNTAINS AT DUSK
As seen from West Seattle
1932
NATT N. DODGE
Against the glowing West your spires rise
Like eager fingers searching out the stars.
The windblown snow and twilight on your slopes
Blot out the mark of Time’s erosion scars.

Below, the mainland lies, a velvet mist
Of rolling hills in whispering forests robed,
While Vashon, Blake, and Bainbridge, silent, guard
The quiet shores by bay and inlet probed.

The Sound’s a sheet of shining silver spread
To mirror Day’s last blush of saffron light,
It’s surface etched by fanlike paths that mark
A ferry’s course to distant shores, and Night.

Olympics, troubled ocean turned to stone,
That Time has left to stand, a last frontier,
Long may your glacial cirques and windswept crests
O’erlook yon wilderness, without a peer.

A rugged bulwark stretched across the West,
You block the Storm King’s hosts from warmer clime,
And from your white-rimmed throne below the stars
Look down upon the changes wrought by Time.

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