Trees in the morning–a whitebark pine over my bedsite.
Trees at midday–a western white pine anchors my lunch site on a granite knob in otherwise volcanic terrain.
Trees at evening–high in the canyon of the E. Fork Carson on my birthday.
This little aspen is having a tough time going vertical with the heavy snow loads in the Tahoe area.
But this big lodgpole above Carson Pass hasn’t had it easy either. Near here I weathered an intense thunderstorm with flashfloods and big hail that churned a nearby lake into a froth and knocked unripe cones down by the gazillion.
I love junipers. One of the first big ones was just a couple miles up trail from the little aspen.
Many beatiful junipers grow in the crazy volcanic landscape between Carson and Ebbett’s passes, south of Raymond Peak.