A couple of weeks ago we walked the trail to Frasier Falls that was covered with snow. I didn’t realize at the time that this photo would take me to a very quiet and peaceful place during the holiday rush.
While we were there, we didn’t know that our car battery was dangerously low and about to give out completely. It would have been a very long, icy walk back to a spot where the cell phone could have found a signal to call for help. I guess someone was watching over us.
I try to reflect on the blessings from this year as I hurry to this year’s end. In the month before Christmas, it’s often hard to find a moment to be still and silent. I think it is important to carve out a little down time to help us all keep our sanity.
Shattered Ice Pond
So, I think of you as I mail my cards, wrap the boxes, and stand in the long post office lines. I think of you and hope that you have a safe and sane holiday season. I hope that you will find time to spend with family and friends ringing in the year that is soon to pass and the year that is about to be. Happy Holidays
We’ve been out on some beautiful walks over the last couple of weekends. We were fortunate enough to head up to Sardine Lake in the Lakes Basin area, up the mountain from Graeagle, California. This is the best reflection of the Sierra Buttes that I have ever captured. It was still and silent at the lake, except for the sound of the distant waterfall that echoed from across the deep blue water.
Reflection on Sardine Lake
We continued on to Sand Pond which is adjacent to Sardine Lake. We’ve never been there when you could walk through the first, fresh inches of snow. The road is usually closed all winter. The ice crystals were everywhere and I found that I couldn’t quite capture the diamond like effect that they were giving off.
Snowy Crystals at Sand Pond
As we were walking, I was thinking about my friend, Robbi, who is recovering from a fall and some broken bones. I felt like I was walking for her. She would have loved the sights and sounds during the off-season there. We’ve continued walking to other places too but you’ll have to come back to see where we’ve been. I hope you had a very Blessed Thanksgiving.
Over the Labor Day weekend we headed to the mountains. We found that the squirrels and chipmunks had been quite busy with the pine cones. They left pine cobs scattered everywhere about the yard. Some people say that they can tell if the Winter is going to be cold and long if the squirrels are especially busy in the Fall. Our patio was a mess of pine cobs. I’m hoping for a long, snow filled, Winter.
Pine Cobs on the Patio
One of the things we like about the mountains is that the pace seems so much slower than the rest of our world. There is a place where musical artists come to share their songs with the locals on the weekend evenings. Friday night was one of those special events. Karl Larson was singing. He especially likes to sing Cat Stevens and Jim Croce. He looks so happy when he is singing. There is even a brighter spot to his performing though. His daughter, Karlene, comes and sings with him too sometimes.
What makes this so special is that you then have everything from Operator to Girl Crush. She keeps him up to date. It is so much fun to listen and watch them interact.
Changing Colors on the Mill Pond
Fall is certainly settling in and you can see it everywhere.
We hiked to Eureka Lake and found the water levels to be low but still amazingly beautiful. As we sat out having lunch by the lake, we talked about how good our life is.
Lonely Stump Reflection
There is nothing better in life then getting older and realizing how good we have it in the USA. It’s not perfect but it’s pretty grand. We are the fortunate ones.
Last weekend we went on a hike in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. We left from a place named Gray Eagle Lodge. The pathway was often shady and you could hear running water most of the time, which somehow makes it seems a little cooler.
Pathway to the Wild Flowers
There were some flowers left and some that were fading away. The insects didn’t seem to mind that the flowers were going away. I wonder what is of interest when all the pollen seems to have been removed from the flower…..
End of the Flowers
This poor plant was almost completely gone. Good eating for the bugs, I suppose. I liked the shadows that were cast from what remained of the leaves.
There is a very small daisy that grows in the mountains and I have been trying to capture it, as my eye sees it, for ages now. I know this isn’t in perfect focus. Nothing about it is in focus, but I like the softness and true color of it.
Pretty in Purple
The hike was lovely and the surprise waterfalls were energetically running with cool mountain water. It’s this crazy little daisy that I cherish most. I might never take another picture of one. It’s simplicity is what draws me to it. I appreciate the simple things in life, whether it be a hike, a sunset, or a photo. The simple things are by far the most precious.