We trekked stubbornly through an old use trail, or what we used to call in the Park Service a “desire trail.” Most of it had vanished over time, or was obscured by deadfall and head-high, defiant willows.
Flower power!
I love the idea of being an alpine forget-me-not for so many reasons. Another gorgeous after-dinner adventure. So many more to come :)
Yes, you are. And definitely beautiful. And persistent.
AntAnn
Another wonderful post. Those blues are intense.
Flower power!
I love the idea of being an alpine forget-me-not for so many reasons. Another gorgeous after-dinner adventure. So many more to come :)
Yes, you are. And definitely beautiful. And persistent.
AntAnn
Another wonderful post. Those blues are intense.