We repeated the “John Denver” hike from about this time last year and went up to see the aspen forest knee-deep in blue flowers. That trail to Willow Lake is one of my top five–just look at these magic meadows.
Category: weekend report
The Story Of The Weekend
Friday night: “What’s that you say, Mom? A long weekend? Prince Sir Toby approves.”
Saturday: “What a pleasant day to be color-coordinated on the deck.”
Sunday afternoon, on an urban hike: “Is this stupid or genius?”
Right after we got home Sunday afternoon: “Wow I’m glad we didn’t go for a real hike”
Not shown on Monday: Getting some help at the gym with my lifts and then sewing and organizing allll daaaaay (aka The Best Day).
Hiking, Cleaning
Just a normal sort of weekend around here: some mountains, some laundry, and some bathtimes (for Toby, that is).
Floral Weekend
We went to the botanical garden on Sunday to check out the orchid show, which had some very cool things (orchids with parents, tiny orchids, orchids I’d never heard of). We also walked around the gardens and saw my favorite Secret Garden wall covered in quince. Then Toby stuck his tongue out and the weekend was complete.
Snow Day
We got a foot of snow overnight Saturday. We usually visit Doc’s family on Sunday but they were out of town–so we didn’t drive anywhere, not even to the canyon where it was sure to be amateur hour on snowshoes. We shoveled out, read the newspaper, did some sewing, and walked over to the grocery store for store bought cookies. Thrills!!
Spring Fever
There’s two feet of fresh snow in the mountains and it was a cold hike on Sunday, but I’m d-u-n with winter. It’s going to be March this week; I’m looking forward to projects made with linen and finding some sunshine. (Toby agrees!)
Weekend Signs
I made the call that it would be too sloppy and too worrisome to head into the canyons (seriously, the Wasatch Front gets all its water from mountain snow melt and this year there just…isn’t any). Instead, we took a tip from Austin Kleon’s blog and found things of interest within a two-mile radius of our house: an accountant’s precise signage, a cemetery, the grocery store’s most excellent chalk art.
Indoor Weather
It was a gray weekend and a sloppy, short hike, but I had plenty of fabric to keep my busy inside. (And a fabric supervisor, of course.)
Greenhouse Visit
This really has been The Winter That Wasn’t: All of last weekend’s snow melted in about four days. It’s supposed to be 55 degrees tomorrow. I’m tired of waiting for winter to hit so now I’m waiting for spring.
We skipped the mountains and their patchy snow and walked up through the neighborhoods to find the local plant store/greenhouse and see something alive.
It was amazing to be in the warmth and humidity and see actual green growing things. Only six more weeks til spring…
Snow!
We haven’t had a big storm yet this winter (which impacts our available water for the summer) so everyone was happy to see nearly a foot come through Friday into Saturday. That meant staying home Saturday, sewing and thinking about ideas with my friends, and then a hike Sunday as the clouds were breaking up.
A+ snowy weekend, would repeat.
