The sounds of play growling and gnashing of teeth have warmed my heart lately. When K is self-assured, she can play with abandon. She and R become much closer friends when she's not afraid.
This morning, we awakened to a clear day, with little chance of storms, according to the forecast. I checked our view of the Divide - and it beckoned me up for a hike with K. The season for alpine hiking will slam closed sometime soon when the first big snow hits the peaks. With that thought, I decided that today we would climb among those peaks rather than gaze at them from afar.
After leaving the high altitude trailhead, we climbed upward, toward that alpine tundra that draws me like a magnet. We arrived at a dizzying view just as the last ray of sun touched us.
Then, we hurried and scurried downward in a race with the storms. I wished that I could become a rock and let gravity do the work of pulling me down below treeline. A rock would tumble and rumble down the mountainside much faster than I was moving.
We made it without any close calls with lightning although we did hike through light snow and then rain. I'll post more about our adventure when I'm not so tired. But, perhaps my fatigue freed my psyche to produce the goofy rhyming in the previous paragraph!