The Balsam

Just back from Murphy's Canyon and it's beginning.  The Balsam is beginning to bloom.  It was warm, no hot, on Saturday.  Sage took refuge under the trailer.  Murphy followed her nose to what I suspect are the remains of a deer probably killed by a cougar.  Gulp.

The Yellow-rumped warblers were out, flocking around us as we worked.  Sharp-shinned and Coopers hawks, a Kestral, and two Golden eagles.  It was a birding paradise.

Murphy loved the heat.  She slept  in the sun and seemed to walk better later in the day.  Then Sunday morning it was a nice walk at her favorite place on the Wenatchee River.  I swear she was smiling.

Murphy's day