Looks like it might stick this time. Up in the mountains the ground is still soft in places from snowmelt, one of the springs along the Faulty Trail is now a creek with small waterfalls and gurgles, and the birds sound more sanguine. Hiked for miles up there and met one other hiker and one equestrian. Not sure how many bears and mountain lions were watching, but I did feel my scalp prickle a few times.
Here are some flowers…
This looks like some sort of Holly…
The red roof is my house, full zoom…
Wider view from the same place…
