It as if winter has gone on strike, leaving nothing but a few scabs.
All five of the small depressions on top of the mountain are full; what we usually call vernal ponds have become distinctly hibernal. It may seem like an odd place for water to collect, but a mountaintop is the one place where water doesn’t really know which way to go, so some of it just stays put.
Maybe that’s generally the case with things on top of mountains — they stay because they can’t decide on the best route down. Not that I would know, of course.
Heh. Love the last line. Beautiful pics, as always. Very little snow here as well.
Thanks, Leslee. At least we are getting a little bit of cold — though not yet enough to knock back things like deer ticks and hemlock woolly adelgids.