Postcards From the Lake: So, It Got Cold. And Wet.

Given my options (and no one has) I'd rather it be rainy in the summer, when at least it is warm and not 40 degrees. Especially with day-after-day of rain and cold. The weather gods didn't ask me. They should have. It's not the greatest time to be outside, though we've tried. But it was definitely not the day for a walk like this one.

This sunset, the first day, might be the best we get.

 

Rick had an online meeting and since the bedrooms were too cold to hibernate in, I decided to head to town, do a few errands and kill some time. I took a brief jaunt to the ski area where we go to look at the color at least once a year. It was looking pretty good -- not peak, but on the way. (This is a sneak preview of a post to come!)

Then I stopped off at the elk park, just on the off chance the were up feeding. And they were.

This large area (I think it may have been land fill) is a preserve for area elk and a few similar creatures. At least once a day (and maybe more, who knows?) they put out food for them and the herd crowds around for feeding time.

I was lucky -- they were chowing down and happy, oblivious to those of us taking photos through the fence. Well, for the most part! There were a few who looked at us with curiosity!

This big fellow was most impressive. He was enormous and had a big, bellowing voice to match. He often kept to himself until...

.... he would decide to check out the ladies (who didn't appreciate it all that much.)

Some women don't mind being hustled during dinner. This group was oblivious.

There were a few young ones too. 

I'm not sure if this was an elk or one of the others who share the space but he was graceful and majestic.

I could have stayed all day -- but then it started to rain.

If it was rainy and gloomy that day, the next was worse. It's a good time to read, to blog, but not much for getting out. I think the only folks who emerged yesterday were the duck hunters and I hate waking to the sound of shooting, knowing that some of my beloved ducks may be the target. By the end of the day Rick said, "let's drive by the ski joint and check it out." We would have a drink at the bar, come home, make chili and catch up on "Only Murders in the Building."

So, off we went, because it wasn't raining hard. Yet. And look what we saw!

This rainbow followed us most of the way there, sometimes brighter than others, but pretty stable. 

I've seen a few rainbows in my time but this was the brightest and the "thickest" through.

We never got a look at the full arc, but at least half covered the road.

We were on our way, almost there. And it was a good ride.

But there is more to come!

Stay tuned!

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