I love Spring in the Black Hills. It's so dramatic- with changes happening from moment to moment. This year, Spring has "sprung" forward with a vengeance. By mid-March things were getting decidedly toasty. Everyone said it would pass, and we would surely get a blizzard. But, now that it is mid-April, and the lilacs are out, well- the odds are against it.
So it was in this frame of mind that I ventured out to Custer State Park to look for signs of Spring- flowers, baby Buffalo, shedding Buffalo!
The drive to the park was every bit as interesting!
The residents were accommodating, but..
...that's close enough!
The park was brilliant in it's early season splendor.
Water in abundance, and- due to the high elevation- stil plenty of snow and ice around the edges.
Still, shadows gather quickly in the 'Hills, and it is best to keep moving, so as
not to get caught
by nightfall...
When the shadows get longer, one never knows...
what the shadows may bring...
...and had best not be caught up in them...
So with the setting sun I headed back north for the evening....But the weekend was not over yet!
The next day was even warmer- high 70's! So JhonDuane and I agreed to meet at a favorite picnic spot, to take full advantage of the cool pristine waters as they flow from the deep underground of the 'Hills...
A picnic always tastes better next to a bubbling spring-especially after your feet have cooled down...hard to believe this was the last day of March!
After a great picnic, a satisfying nap- it was time to call it- a very fine weekend, indeed!
