Happy Independence Day! We are going to Anacortes tomorrow to do some antique shopping (with the Mini? seriously?), so we didn’t bring the pups. I’m sure they are less than thrilled.
We hiked about 3 miles of the Ingall’s Creek hike (6 miles total), up on the other side of Blewett Pass. I think it’s my favorite hike from a fun standpoint. It doesn’t have the views of Summerland, but it’s a really, really pleasant hike. I’m renaming it the Abandoned Arboretum hike because of the huge amount of trees and flowers.
The trail is nicely kept up, but not fussy like some of the larger national parks. Elevation gain is fairly minimal. I only had to stop a couple of times to take a breather, and those only for a few seconds. I’d rate it a 2/3 on the difficulty scale. There are some beautiful views of the busy Ingall’s River.
Lots of huge rockfalls. We had to traverse a couple, but those had a nice trail through them. Much better than crossing skree wondering if the entire hillside was going to let loose!
Butterflies were all over the place. Purple ones, and little red, orange and black ones, and big white and black ones. Couldn’t find any of them in the insect book. Pffft. (Update: Bought a new butterfly book, and I think the flutterbys were pine whites, checkerspots, and acmon blues.
I have been so remiss in writing, but weekends seem to fly by, and last weekend I stayed home to feed the animals, since Lana went to Portland to spend time with Chelsea.
Plants have grown so tall! For the past few weeks the plants are taller than Darwin, and he has to stop and peer over them to see where he is/where he is going.
I didn’t mention before, but a couple of weeks ago we found an albino lupine up by the intersection of Indian/ERR.
We have a pair of bluebirds nesting in the eaves over the front door. We are tickled, as we had decided to name the house “Nest,” and it truly is a nest for one of my favorite birds. Today we put up a bird feeder, with stations for finches and larger birds. We also spotted a Western Tanager, lovely in shades of red, yellow, and black. A deer or two wandered through while we were gone, but didn’t appear to eat anything of import. The lavender David had planted are fine, along with the sages, chives, and mint, and my nasturtiums.
The day dawned beautifully, with blue skies and only a pocket or two of snow here and there, while the north-facing hills across from us are snow-covered. We figured out that our slopes get more sun and are therefore warmer, hence the snow melts. Planning on a hike up the canyon this morning. David wishes the kids would show up. I do, too, but I suspect they won’t.
Lupines are about ready to bloom, and the balsam root aren’t far behind. The next few weeks should be spectacular! When we are hiking everything smells so green and fresh. It reminds me of riding in the hills when I was young.