A couple of shots of the valley from an earlier walkabout with my daughter. It goes without saying I had one of those and I fucking live here! moments...
Even with light snow showers and mist, the air is getting warmer. Seeps and streams are thawing out, as is the Long Loch. I've caught splashes of green amongst the rust and khakis of the exposed grasses. At nine-thousand one-hundred eighteen feet, we can potentially get winter-like weather for another month or more, but I can feel spring starting to spring, and it gets me to smile.
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