It was forecast to be a wet week in the San Juans, but the two S’s felt that it’s always a good time to be in the mountains. After the last few dry, fiery summers, moisture would be welcome.

Early morning starts were essential to cover ground before the clouds expanded to join with the landscape below.

Mornings were clear, with a brilliant full moon.

We noted local occupants of the lake shores as we wandered their edges.

While light and water danced to the changes of day.

And flower petals glowed seductively against dark skies.

Mosses, lichens, sedges and rushes formed meadows and edges among the watery landscape.

Our silvery umbrellas like sentinels, reminded us of the night’s rain storm.

Still the mists swirled while colors unfurled.