The one scene which typifies our area is this: Indian Paintbrush against a backdrop of snow-covered mountains. This is not a secret spot known only to hikers. No, this photo was taken from a pullout alongside the paved Stevens Canyon Road. The elevation here is approximately 4000'. To the south lies the canyon, deep in its valley. To the north, rocky cliffs rise from directly beside the road, often with waterfalls cascading down from their heights. It is early in the season yet, a season late in beginning this year. In its peak, there will not be a color of the rainbow unrepresented on these slopes. Today I contented myself with brilliant vermilion Castillejas, pale purple Phlox, a few white Avalanche Lilies and the ever-present greens, a quiet day in the mountains I so dearly love.
365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Castilleja, Indian Paintbrush
The one scene which typifies our area is this: Indian Paintbrush against a backdrop of snow-covered mountains. This is not a secret spot known only to hikers. No, this photo was taken from a pullout alongside the paved Stevens Canyon Road. The elevation here is approximately 4000'. To the south lies the canyon, deep in its valley. To the north, rocky cliffs rise from directly beside the road, often with waterfalls cascading down from their heights. It is early in the season yet, a season late in beginning this year. In its peak, there will not be a color of the rainbow unrepresented on these slopes. Today I contented myself with brilliant vermilion Castillejas, pale purple Phlox, a few white Avalanche Lilies and the ever-present greens, a quiet day in the mountains I so dearly love.
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