Yesterday afternoon we went out to the meadows to burn slashpiles of dead wood and branches that we stacked during the summer, and I snapped this perfect example of a Montana mountain spring. If I had been willing to brave the weather in the morning, I could have caught the snow blanketing the ground and the flowers. But, alas, I behaved like a wimp and didn’t stir myself outside until the snow had pulled back from the meadows…. and the flowers.
Spring? in the Montana mountains June 7, 2009