#100daysofwilderness / Day 28 / Colors of the wild

Isn't there a Pocahontas song called that? Wait, it's "Colors of the wind." Same same, no?

Well either way, I went on a hike into the Bitterroot Mountains the other day while it rained slowly and steadily the entire time. Although I came out quite soggy, I saw all of these amazing wildflowers everywhere. It's amazing how in the wilderness, our attentiveness is awakened and we're invited to very simply witness nature's tiny bits of glory.