Early yesterday morning, I packed cameras, a flute, and some snacks and headed north to Mt. Rainier National Park. I planned to hike the Reflection Lakes trail with its spectacular views. Lots of other people had the same plans, but the trail is still snowed in, and the snow is slippery and treacherous. People were picnicking in the trailhead parking lot.
The mountain is a huge, overwhelming presence that fills me with reverence and awe. It is gorgeous and it is also one of the most dangerous volcanoes in the world. The last time it erupted was in the 1800s.
Instead of attempting the Reflection Lakes trail, I decided to visit Narada Falls. The spray felt wonderful though drops of water got all over my glasses and camera lens.
The wildflowers are just now coming out; the late thaw made for an August spring.
In the late afternoon, I took a trail alongside the Nisqually River. The glacier-fed water is full of minerals and is milky instead of clear. I found a solitary spot and played my flute, such a peaceful end to a gorgeous day.