After we crossed the weirs, back to the north side of the river, we went home along the Lupine Trail. This is not an official name; it’s just what Marion and I call this area along the edge of the little mesa. In good years, we can find lupines there; but not for a couple of years now.
So we were thrilled when we found some actual lupines. Right by EZ’s feet.
Here are some more.
And yet more.
Now this may not be very thrilling, compared to the great seas of blue you see in pictures, but it thrilled us. Nearly as much as looking down on a meadow . . .
It was glorious.