There's an invisible line drawn somewhere north of Mount Pleasant, moving sometimes just north of Fairview, and that's the line between sufficient water and weather and not ever enough.
There's that line right there, in one of its variations, as seen from the bench just below Hell Hole Ridge. See what I mean?
Late Valentine's day activity, this year.
We headed out on the road for a loop down Salina way and back up toward Scipio and back home via Salt Creek.
She's a fascinating person to talk with and to discuss possibilities with, and her company cannot be substituted for. I appreciate her and am deeply in debt. Such is life.
I watch this little bigtooth sage every winter for signs of spring. It usually starts to show life in the leaves between the middle of February and the first week of March. It's a bit early, but the sage is showing good evidence of spring right now. Even though we're not at all ready for spring with the amount of snow we've had this winter, it's still exciting.
Every so often, the kids drag out some box from under their beds and proceed to amaze Ianto with the magical toys and tools available in those magical spaces.
The Bionicles are one of those boxes of Amazing Things, and it's always fun to see the kids show the youngest one about their own faded fascinations...