Joshua and I took a hike on Blueberry Hill up at Flattop trail head on Sunday, Father's day, afternoon. Clouds lurked ominously in the distance, but never were overhead. I'm excited for blueberry picking in August, as you might remember from a post here last year.
A little late-June snow hangover.
I love these crooked-growing trees.
On the home stretch.
Bumblebees and buttercups.
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