Text and Photos: Greg and Trina
That was yesterday's official forecast. Not the usual "chance of snow," "party cloudy," or "mostly sunny," but the much more evasive, non-committal, anything-goes "wintry mix." Meaning a wild card combo of freezing rain, sleet, hail and snow, and maybe some other unforeseen forms of precipitation. Meaning the forecasters weren't actually sure what might happen. We headed out for a wintry canyon tromp equipped for wild card weather, but the winter only mixed sunshine with hazy clouds.
So we sought out some wintry mixes of our own. Dogs and humans. Boots and paws. Mud and snow. Ice and rock. Solid and liquid. Roots and rocks. Slipping and sliding. Winter dormancy and new, green life. Next year's seeds and last year's chaff. Warm winter sun and chilly canyon shadows. Wild canyon setting and a civilized, proper cup of tea.