Bone Dry

Starting out on foot on a trail we would usually be cross country skiing at this time of year. Needless to say that while the mountain tops are indeed covered in snow things below are still bone dry. Nonetheless it was a nice hike as that harsh and contrasty solstice light provided just enough warmth to keep us marching along.

Big views of distant peaks and a canyon where the Yellowstone river flows.

Dry grass and a rock lined ridge pointed the way as a late morning start quickly dissolved into afternoon.

Long shadows on a short day as we wound are way back home.

Bone dry but we hope that all changes soon.

what’s lost

Reflecting on a summer that seemed to come and go and somehow felt like it did not exist. There were photos taken that prove it real but even these feel like a dream.

Walks were walked and thoroughly enjoyed yet a nagging voice walked the trail with us. Silent at times and other times loud. A whisper at time and other a shout…..What’s lost may never be found.

Yes, much can be lost in a very short time and now nowhere to run.

Summer Days

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While spending time ogling the wildflower patches in front of us we almost forgot to turn around and breathe in the pure cloudless sky and wonderful mountain ridge behind us.

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An evening storm passes by bringing thunder but no rain on the mountain peak just across the way.

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A classic summer cumulus just seemed to hang over this rock formation from early afternoon until evening.

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The setting sun still shining out the mountains ever so close but still far away.

Summer days seem so few.