We made a return trip yesterday morning to Baskett Slough National Wildlife Refuge to hike, the second one in three days. The sweet song of the Meadowlark, combined with the rolling green hills and oak trees on the Rich Guadagno Memorial Trail put Jeanette and I back in our memories of Spring hikes in the Columbia Gorge. For many years we always made early spring trips to the Columbia Gorge National Scenic Area to hike and enjoy the wildflowers. We are finding these current early morning trips to Baskett Butte so invigorating that we are making them a part of our normal schedule. This trailhead is so close to the Dallas Retirement Village where we live, and yet standing on the butte and looking out over the Willamette Valley below, we seem transported to a different world. In the words of writer David Petersen, this is our Nearby Faraway.
Fawn Lilies, also known by some as Trout Lilies, and a I recall mother called Lamb's Tongue are at their peak right now.
This one I could use some help identifying. I'm thinking it's in the Mallow Family. Any help out there?
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