I took a wander to the river while the guys were up in the hills by the cabin. Spring comes later and fall comes earlier as a function of altitude, I think.
I'm not sure I've ever seen these little flowers. Maybe I have, but flowers have a pretty short shelf life up there,
They were all over the place.
The wild strawberries are blooming. I've never seen actual berries on these plants. I don't think they exist.
Since we've gotten quite a bit of moisture this spring, there was some fungus in the shady, damp spots.
The river was higher than it was the last time we were here, but still not as high as 2 years ago. It's staying in its banks.
At this time of year, there's a little stream I have to cross to get to the river. Now, we've already established that I am not a very coordinated person, so this can be somewhat problematic. At this one moment in time, I was able to balance on the biggest rock in the middle of the stream to get this picture without ending up in the water. Yay me.
This picture struck a memory with me. It's been about five years ago or so that this field was full of church girl's camp tents. What a wild summer that was.
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