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Published: July 26th 2019
Oh! The wild flowers!
First we had to struggle along a steep ascent through the woods. After about 45 minutes, the path opened onto the Highland Meadows. Expanses of white, yellow and purple wildflowers carpeted the newly emerged grasses. My eyes swept from the tiny blooms to the towering peaks. Yellow Glacier Lillies grew in a profusion that promised good eating for the bears in a few weeks. Elaine was expert at sighting minuscule blossoms such as the purple Moss Phlox and the red Rose Root. Our walk was slowed to a crawl as we searched for little plants to exclaim about and to photograph.
We paused for lunch at the base of the mountains all around the meadows. Now our imaginations soared as we marvelled at the rock so obviously ripped out of the earth at some impossible geological time. The clear light picked out details of high caves and folds, and even scarred remnants of snowfields. The breezes stirred around the landscape, chilling us to the skin, then subsiding, letting us warm up in the bright sunshine.
Walking to Ptarmigan Cirque is popular, especially for families it seemed. We did our pleasant duty of taking their
photos against the dramatic waterfalls. Children hopping about so easily made me feel a bit old - but so glad to be alive, with friends, and active!
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Breathtaking Majesty
Isabel Gibson
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Wow!
Yes, it is hard to believe you walked all that way, uphill! Well done. And the profusion of flowers is hard to believe, too. Beautiful vistas, far and near. I've seen wildflowers in places I've visited, but almost never in places I've lived, or lived near. A good reminder to get out and about, even when at home.