Mt. St. Helens blew up on May 18th, 1980. I remember the sky turned very, very dark and and we collected ash in a glass jar, scraping it off the hood of the old Buick like dirty snow. Yesterday, Justin climbed to the top of Mt. St. Helens and took these beautiful pictures:


Mt. Rainier in the distance..

..and this awesome promo shot for Justin's new solo album
Teutonic Plates and Other Delights. Between scaling mountains and wrestling dogs, J.T. is also an amateur mycologist:

This grew in our yard!
Agaricus Agustus, a.k.a. 'The Prince'.