Walks

Pictures from a short hike we took the Sunday after Thanksgiving.

Snow had tumbled down the small slopes beside the trail.
The naturally made snow balls always make me think of cartoon scenes...you know which one's I am thinking of?

Avalanche warning kept us in areas where the elevations around us were gentle slopes.

The following Sunday (a week after my medical procedure) Bernie went cross country skiing up at Solitude, and I walked around the Solitude village a bit.

Flat snow "pancake" like designs floated atop a small stream whose soft burble was the only sound that was heard.

Solitude Village...

Lots of condos and time shares, most of which appeared to be vacant.

The clouds drifting just over the ridges to the west; rainbow accents embedded in the cloud's outlines.

Poor wee snow woman with the sad remains of summer floras bent beside her in the snow.

Ice dripped and shot rainbow jewels all about.

Never would I have thought to paint eaves orange and turquoise in a snowy mountain area, but you know what?

The color  scheme totally worked in the setting of white.

Never would have thought to add dried cranberries to a wild mushroom soup.
We didn't stay for lunch, but I snagged some cooking ideas from the menu anyway.

Huckleberry ice cream was enough of a treat.

Bernie caught up with me at the ice cream shop.
We shared the cone, then headed back down the canyon to our own home for dinner.

Just a nice Sunday afternoon mini get away.