To the mountains. The season to visit is short and seems shorter each year. Maybe because of aging and the sense that time flies ever faster each year, or maybe because of the impact from fires on our small community. Whatever it is, I always feel like I don’t get enough time in the mountains. So on Friday I left at noon, knowing it would be a long drive and I’d not have too much time, but it was worth it. The dogs were ecstatic to play in the old snow and I relished the early summer mountain wildflowers – some so similar to what bloomed here months ago and others much different. The weather was cool and there was a little bit of rain. We didn’t care.
The dogs really enjoy running and playing in snow. They take turns being the chaser and the chasee but Luna gets to decide when it’s game over.
The flowers and the views were outstanding. Swainson’s and Hermit Thrushes sang from the tops of trees and under the brush.
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Well, you forced me to look up the Hart’s Pass area…gorgeous views, and what a wonderful sequence of the dogs at play in the snow! Maggie would love that too; she has enjoyed the snow we sometimes enjoy here on the beach.