It’s hard to believe that just a month ago, Minnehaha Falls looked like this:
A quick stop over the weekend proved that spring really was here even though I was back in my winter jacket:
There was a cold wind was blowing, so I didn’t linger long:
But I had to get one last shot, can you see the buds on the trees?
Minnehaha Falls is fed by Minnehaha Creek, my favorite stomping ground:
We found this gentleman fishing. Great Blue Herons always make me think of little old men when they stand like this:
We kept moving, and found ourselves at Lake Hiawatha, there was still ice on the lake:
After a few minutes of shivering in the strong winds, we realized that we weren’t alone:
And neither was he:
Wow. This looks sooo much different than when I was there with you and everything was frozen. I want to go back in the summer. When the steps down aren’t quite as treacherous. 🙂
Sounds like a plan! The steps are all free and clear now, I have a good shot of where you fell next to the foot bridge. We should bow our heads in remembrance of your broken lens hood….