When my mother passed away in January we knew we couldn't spread her ashes at the meadow due to the snow. So we waited until the meadow was full of wildflowers. She would have loved it. She never got a chance to see the meadow in person because of the elevation and her breathing conditions. So this past weekend we went to the meadow.
This meadow has belonged in my husband's family for a long time, since the early 1900's. It was purchased with the intent of grazing livestock namely sheep.
My uncle and his wife came up for the day and my best friend Kelly and her husband. It was a beautiful day. Seth got up early and took the pictures you'll see of the meadow. That's right the sun is just starting to shine into the meadow at 6:54 a.m. according to the camera. The beautiful purple flowers are called shooting stars. Mom loved the color purple and this was so very appropriate for her. We love and miss her a lot. Here's to you Mom.
This is a California Buckeye, native to California. We see a lot of these on our way up the mountain. They're gorgeous in full bloom.
Wild sweet peas just blooming away. We don't have these at the cabin, but they make the trip up just awesome.
The meadow at 6:54 a.m.
Shooting stars. You can see they just cover the meadow in the above photo.
Tina and Marissa in the meadow.
Hope everyone out there is staying cool and enjoying summer to the fullest.