Blue Morning Coat
This morning’s hike was a gift.
It’s starting to get warmer here in the desert. We are already into the 80s and the 90s are mere days away. It’s the trade off for our wonderful winter. Yucky hot summers. I’ve been anticipating, taking all things that can melt out to my car in preparation.
Summer is coming…
But, today, this morning was a gift. It rained last night. This morning was overcast, moist, Pacific Northwest fantastic. Blue blues and crisp greens. The trail was damp, forgiving, and tiny droplets of water were still nestled into the leaves of the creosote. The air smelled of morning and rain.
Jack and I were in heaven.
Yes, summer is still coming, but today, right now, is perfectly pink cheeks and I am so grateful.
My thoughts from the laundry room. Cool Sheets.
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Great picture! We have hot air balloons coming over our house in the early mornings – 3 seasons of the year. I love seeing them. The rest of our land looks nothing like yours but all great mornings have something in common!
What is this “Spring” of which you speak?
I am a spring gal. All the way. And fall. Give me crisp anyday. Glad you enjoyed!
There is nothing like the smell of the desert after rain
Glad you were able to enjoy all of it
Sounds marvellous, Tracy except for the 90s temp! In my neck-of-the-woods, it’s cooler but not cold–and lots of rain! However the trees and flowers are budding and blooming and Spring has definitely arrived. Summer seems more “real” now that Spring has sprung! 🙂