Butte Meadows
Yesterday we went up to Butte Meadows and skied along the creek. Spring is showing up there too in the form of rivulets that become gullies for the fanning water tributaries. We ran into Jim Dwyer, poet librarian, who snow shoed into the meadows.
In a week I’ll be off to Guatemala. I want to write some about that next time.
Last year, in Colorado, March really came in like a lion… I think tomorrow it’s due in as a drizzle.
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