A late afternoon hike was cloaked in heavy air so thick you could see it and feel it in your lungs. Usually we don’t experience this phenomenon until late May or early June. I forgot how much my lungs despise heavy humidity as we were hiking up West Mountain trails. No winter, an early spring and now the first signs of summer. On days like this I keep trying to clean my sunglasses so I can see clearly, but in the end the air wins.
I had a wonderful hike with my husband to celebrate the first day of April. Please enjoy a first taste of spring on West Mountain, beautiful new green leaves and wildflowers graced our journey. A frown cannot survive in the presence of a wildflower :) Prepare to smile…
Love to ALL!