A #MountainMonday rewind to a few months ago when the orchards were in bloom in the Hood River Valley. I can already taste the autumn cider that's just around the corner.

Mount Hood floats above a valley thick with spring haze, its snowfield catching hard sun against a deep blue sky. Below, orchard rows run pale and blossoming toward the base of the foothills, broken by a dark stand of pine and a wide-crowned oak just leafing out in the foreground.