After a week of summer weather, spring returned, along with winter up in the higher elevations surrounding us.
At this vantage point, just a hundred or so feet in elevation above us it was snowing like gangbusters. Just a few dozen feet below us it was raining pretty hard. But we were standing in that perfect zone where the snow flakes are melting and have become snow grains. Melting, but not wet enough to make one miserable, if getting soaking wet in temperatures just above freezing would lead you to be miserable.
If so, get better clothing.
It just so happened that this transition zone happened at one of my favorite viewpoints.
There’s something about the way the late afternoon sun lights that clearing across the way that makes me smile.
Regardless of the season, regardless of the weather.