After four days of rain – and by that I mean rain, not drizzles or showers, but steady rain or downpours, and having clouds down around our ears, the fog and clouds lifted early yesterday evening to reveal…snow on Baldy! While we were awash in rain, rain, rain, it was snowing on the Bridger peaks. Baldy is snow-covered, as is Sacajawea and every peak, named or unnamed. Yeesh. I guess we should expect this, living at this altitude, but to see those white peaks emerge was quite a shock.
Back up the M steep route this morning, with our eldest. It’s a 35 minute walk, now, with which I’m pleased. It was a bit of a slog this morning, though…felt like I was pulling my thighs through water. Not sure why. Couldn’t be this lingering…aack….aack…cough.
Oh, and against the white of Baldy yesterday I spotted a flock of a dozen or so pelicans riding a thermal.
Snow in May. Pelicans in a mountain valley. I’m just not getting this.
A hillside of balsam arrowroot. That, okay, I get that.