It’s been a very difficult transition time for me to not have Luna physically here… and the snow falling outside now makes me imagine her still outside enjoying her favorite time of year. She showed me on Sunday, October 23 (a week after her transition) that she can still find the snow, anytime, anyplace, and that she’s still always with me. I hiked with a friend to the top of the pass between Blue Lakes & Mt. Sneffels, and scattered a few tufts of her fur into the wind… strong winds took them all out into the basin below.
About 10 minutes later one of those tufts came flying back up, swirled above, and landed itself in the only patch of snow around, about 10 feet away. Took me from tears to laughter and joy at the evidence & memories of her fiesty spirit. She would find snow in the middle of summer at the top of a rocky pass, or bury herself in it in the middle of an Ophir snowstorm, as shown in these photos.