The absolute colour of spring.
We were able to slip behind the mountains into the bush this evening. Lisa said bring the camera we may see bears.
We did see a truck that looked like they were hunting bears. You probably wonder how I can tell if they were hunting bears. I will tell you sometime, but for now I will keep it to myself. I wish many hunters luck, these I did not.
We got higher than we have since November. Willow enjoyed the snow which was plenty and stopped our ascent just below where we find orchids.
Willow digs in.
I looked to patches without snow for orchids, though I knew it was too early. Willow ran for sticks and snowballs, raised her nose for the smell of rodents and scratched and dug for thawing scent.
Many of the slides have not yet come down. The grass is greening in the valley bottom. It felt good to be out breathing the air, listening for birds, feeling the last spring snow underfoot and looking for trees that died during winter to add to the woodpile.