Friday afternoon, as soon as I arrived home from work, we jumped in the car and headed up the canyon. The weather was beautiful and we decided to take advantage of every minute of the weekend.
The aspen forest has just started to green, the meadow grasses peek through the winter brown, and the wildflowers were either non-existent or only tiny sprouts. However, we did spot, for the first time ever, a small patch of glacier lilies.
We heard a variety of birds, saw squirrel here and there, and very few people.