Waterfall...

The snowmelt continues to tumble down the mountainsides....usually gone by this time, but not so this year. Looks like that old cottonwood didn't make it...its bare arms thrust up to the sky pleading for another chance.
The river rushes almost flat across rocks that are usually exposed and the lakes are bank-full. Days are sunny and in the 90s right now...also unusual. Mornings only in the studio; afternoons are to warm to work. The dog days of summer are upon us a month early.
I like to stand under a waterfall and hear the roar in my ears...maybe a hike up there tomorrow.