We hiked up Mt Herman this Saturday (the back side, less strenuous than the route I’ve taken the last couple of times). I got a few decent pictures of the flowers in the field by the parking lot at the base:
We hung out (literally, I brought a hammock) near the top to eat lunch. This ground squirrel was really interested in what we had to eat but wasn’t willing to come anywhere near us and vanished any time we moved:
Obligatory picture of Pike’s Peak:
Second hike of the weekend was up Seven Bridges in North Cheyenne Canyon. The trail follows a stream up the valley, so there were a number of water falls. I don’t know how much farther the trail goes, but we turned back at the seventh bridge.
Found this one in my yard. Hummingbirds like red flowers, right? It took a week for the level to go down noticeably, but now my hummingbird feeder is empty. I’m wondering if there were strong winds Saturday that dumped it out.
I don’t know why, but when I was taking a picture of her Talore looked straight at me and meowed. Picture came out perfect:
Sure it’s May, that doesn’t mean it can’t still snow:
Talore insisted she wanted to go out even though there was snow still falling. She didn’t stay out for long.
I had hoped that the weekend would be warm and sunny and that the lilac would bloom. It was starting to on Friday but I don’t think any more of the buds have opened since:
Sadly, my outdoor plants are doing better than my lone indoor plant: I nearly killed my catnip plant due to not watering it enough (again). Luckly, I remembered it in time and after a few hours it was perking back up.
We had a cold front come through this weekend. Not only did I see snow flurries Friday morning (wasn’t sticking, might not even have been reaching the ground) but I saw some cars that were covered in snow on my way to work. To honor the first signs of winter I plugged in the heated cat beds and turned on the heater (admittedly I forgot about the heater until I got up Saturday morning to the indoor temperature being in the 50s).
This is where Talore spent the majority of the weekend:
This year I even got a picture where she doesn’t appear to be glaring at me. Big improvement over the one last year where she looked angry at me for disturbing her with a flash picture.
Dash’s fur still isn’t fully grown back from his summer haircut, but it’s long enough he didn’t seem particularly bothered by the cold. He’s been cycling between the bed on my desk and the part of the desk in front of it – I’m guessing the bed is a bit too warm but the desk is a bit chilly.
Actually, as I’m writing this Dash has displaced Talore in the small heated bed, but he’s not really curled up for warmth. At least he’s not sprawled out on his back due to being overheated like he kept doing when I first got it…