When I got back to the car today, after hiking White Queen, the temperature said 37 degrees.
My chocolate in my backpack had melted. And yes, I ate it anyway. That’s what baby wipes are for.
Today’s hike involved some bushwhacking.
But it was beautiful and being up there was wonderful. I scattered my friend’s ashes (just a teensy vial). I’d been carrying them around for a long time – taking her on all my hikes. White Queen – she was a queen – an empress, in fact.
It seemed the right time and place. I heard the voice that told me to do it.
And now – photos. It’s really much too hot to write more.