On The Edge Of Yosemite

Western red cedars were an emerald green last weekend.  The waterfalls were thundering.  Dogwoods were blooming.

And the cliffs were vertigo inducing.  Mountains are always like that but I'm rarely sitting on the brink.  Looking down is far more effective than a triple latte.

Looking up at waterfalls is more my speed.  Thankfully, we stopped at lower Yosemite falls, Vernal falls, and Nevada Falls.  Lunching at the pool above Nevada falls was definitely a highlight.

The national parks are waiting. Visit!