Photo Friday: Rose Canyon Lake

The heat here has been sickening, we are still hitting triple digits and it’s been rather humid with rain many afternoons. I promised myself I would find a day to take a picnic up the mountain and spend some time in a cooler climate. (I am increasingly homesick for autumn, seems to get worse every year.)

So yesterday I headed up to Rose Canyon Lake. It took until 5000′ to get below 90°. The lake is around 7000′ and the temperature was a pleasant 77°. It was a little warm in the sun but the area is well treed so there was plenty of shade.

I wanted to take some different photos. I need to learn how to be more unique with my compositions. I fear I have a long way to go. I really want a macro lens and try some abstract stuff.

From the South end of the lake looking North.
The South end.
A dam on the South end, I walked across it and am happy I didn’t fall off!
Saw this interesting bit on the dry end of the North side.
Pinecones mean autumn!
I took more pictures of rocks on the drive home. This looks medieval to me!

Keep Your Focus!

Winter Part III: Snow

In my world you can’t have winter without a little snow. Three weeks ago the mountains got dumped on big time.  In less than an hour I can be at 10,000′.  Unless the road is closed.

On Sunday the 22nd we tried to go up the road to Mt. Lemmon to play in the snow but the road was still closed.  On Sunday the 29th we thought about trying again but due to heavy congestion the road was being monitored and not everyone was allowed to go up.


I was not to be deterred.  On Monday’s my son gets out of school early. (I have no idea why this is but it is convenient for scheduling dentist appointments, going to the library and running some errands.)  So this Monday was our snow day!  The road was open and dry with snow appearing around 6000′.  For a Monday afternoon there was a lot of traffic. We decided to stop at ~7500′ at Rose Canyon Lake as the snow there was plentiful enough. Yes it was over 50° but with all the snow it felt cold enough to be winter.

We built a tiny snowmen wearing a pinecone hat.


We threw snowballs at a pine tree.


My son did a little sledding on a plastic lid we found. (We left his sled in the truck by mistake.)


When we came home it was still over 70° but we had hot cocoa anyway.  And lasagna for dinner, pretending we needed a warming hearty meal after a good romp in the snow. Winter desert style, we take what we can get.