with a pinch of salt.

On the way to Lake Tahoe, we drove right through the:

What a crazy thing! They look exactly like snow... confusing to the brain on a warm summer morning.

The first chance we had, we parked the car and walked around.
They were crunchy, but soft... and the salt stuck to the bottoms of our shoes.

We told the boys they could run and run and run. And of course, they did. I stayed behind and snuck a little taste, just so I could say I did.

Mmmmmm. It was well, salty.

Looking over the vast landscape, the radiant white blinded your eyes, but up close you could see the:

Fantastic and delicate. Sparkly and beautiful too.

Some of the salt even followed us home I am sure. It had a way of finding itself back into my camera bag somehow!