The light on this tiny alpine lake was amazing today. We scrambled down the hillside and bushwhacked our way to the trail, and followed it to a bird-watching blind. It's a good time of year to watch for migrating birds, but the lake was bare today.
I was glad of the ... the reflections were worth it. All too soon the snow will fly up here in the mountains, and I won't be able to get here until next summer. So every nice day we can, we head for the hills.