At Mirror Lake

 

 Sometimes I just need a good dose of piney woodsey. We have our own forest nearby in New Mexico, of course. But Mirror Lake in the Wasatch Mountains of Utah has a drama all its own.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The lake is small enough to take a gorgeous walk around the path at its perimeter in under an hour. Even though it rained off and on the entire weekend, we had time to sit for awhile along the banks and watch a pair of falcons dive for fish and carry them off for their young. 

 

 

 

We also spotted wooly mountain goats on the slopes of the bald mountain.

Audrey wanted to find an interesting treasure for her "possibles" bag.  

 

 

What she found was a tad too large, so we hung it from a tree and made it the camp mascot!

 

Everyone I saw had a big camera lens hanging from their neck. I saw some impressive nature shots from around the lake. But there is really no way to capture the scent of pine, the feel of cold mountain air, the warmth of a good campfire, or the call of a falcon. 

 

 

 

 

The peace and beauty of such a place stays with you only so long.

 

 

 

 

  So you just have to keep coming back. . . .

 

 

 

It's just about time to start packing up for September!

Any plans for the holiday weekend ahead?

Hope it's good. . . .

 

Jacqueline