The regular snow falls of 2019 have kept me inside far too long. Today I visit Elk Meadow and happily discover finding a patch of snow is almost impossible. Living in an area in the foothills where snow can appear and disappear within hours means a lot of surprises.
Lots of people are out today walking. Many have dogs with wagging tails. They seem to enjoy the warmth from the sun as much as me
Walking in the open meadow at the north end of park the grass has sprung back up after being packed under snow. It looks more like fall than spring.
By next week green may be breaking free, and it will be looking like spring.