Right after I got back from my honeymoon, my parents came to visit me in Alaska. They figured I might need some cheering up after leaving my brand new husband behind in California... go figure. Needless to say, my parents are awesome.
While they were up here we made an attempt at getting to Denali, but unfortunately it was way too cloudy to be able to see what we wanted to see (like Denali itself, for example). We spent some time in Talkeetna, which, by the way, is a charming little Alaska town that has a Moose Dropping Festival each summer, and on the way back I convinced my parents to go to Thunderbird falls to see what could be seen in a very young Spring.
The buds were just starting to swell on the plants and trees and the trail was still wearing the same carpet of leaves that it was wearing during my trip there last autumn. In many ways it were as though winter had never happened -- everything was so well preserved from September.
So what did I do? You may have noticed a theme here -- I stopped and took pictures, of course. My Dad is as avid as I am about photography, so he totally understood my need to stop every five feet to do my shutterbug thang, and since my Mom has been married to my Dad for thirty-five years by now, she was used to the hold-on-a-minute-this-could-make-a-pretty-photo drill. She was even so good as to point out potential good shots. I told you my parents were awesome! But I digress.
I remember seeing raspberry plants out on the trail last summer so I was pretty excited when I saw some plants that may have been of the same type. It's hard to tell without leaves. It sure was photogenic though -- what do you think? Raspberries or no?
