Posts Tagged ‘lupine’

I’ve been looking through old photos courtesy of Google Photos who likes to share photos from 8 years ago (or 7 or 6 or however many years) on this day or this week that many years ago. This one struck me as just right for Tuesday. 🙂 There won’t be many wildflowers when I go to Wyoming later this summer but this view can always make me feel I’m in the mountains in spring. And for you old rock aficionados (Brian, I’m talking to you), there was no smoke on the water or fire in the sky…thankfully. 🙂

For much of this week I’m just sharing photos that I like…no particular theme (except always for Thursday Doors) and I hope you enjoy the random photos. Today I’m on the way to Prescott, Arizona to spend the day and a bit of tomorrow with Marsha of Always Writes. I imagine there will be a photo or two. Just guessing. 🙂 It’s been a long day dealing with financials to do with my parents’ estate. The bank has been particularly annoying despite my parents having a trust, but even with lots of prior planning, the steps you have to go through are long and often tedious. I’m looking forward to the little break.

We’ve made it halfway around the lake.  Let’s finish that walk.  Bring your cameras and relax.  We ended the first part of our walk with a lupine photo, but I love them, so here’s another.

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A wet spring also puts fungus amung us.  🙂   This one is beautiful but deadly and there were quite a few of these around.  Although poisonous, the amanita muscaria has been used as a hallucinogen as well as for other purposes.  Click the link to read more, but I prefer to simply admire, not eat.

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At the cabin, no one has taken the time to name the lakes. They’re simply the First Lake, Second Lake, and Third Lake.  There are some rowboats available on the First Lake, but let’s take a walk instead.  As I’ve mentioned before, it’s wonderfully green, as you’ll soon see.  But let’s start with some yellow.

© janet m. webb

At the end of the lake, we can look down to where the creek drops down.  This time of year, you can hear the rushing sound and even see it for a bit before it disappears into the willows and other growth.  Willows are a favorite of moose, but unfortunately I don’t spot any today.

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