Low Country to High

Where trails cross

Becca and I did a short hike in the low desert this morning before heading up into the Sacramento Mountains to High Rolls/Mountain Park.  We got here before noon.  It snowed in the high country during the week, and we still had a little on our property.  The bright sunshine we've had the past few days has melted snow and ice, which equals some muddy conditions.  Even with a small mud room it's a constant battle to keep muddy paws and muddy feet from tracking slop into the house.

Sun and shade

Hot air

Someone's coming that way

Or is it this way?

Heckle and Jeckle

I count six balloons

Two of them

Remnants of snow in the high country

Who's staring at me through the window?