Today I took a drive up to Sabrina Lake, hoping to find a hot cup of coffee. The road to the lake passed by this rushing stream; definitely a Kodak moment.
Everywhere I looked, wildflowers were blooming.
Scarlet Paintbrush and purple Lupin side by side, best of friends. Both come in a variety of colors, shapes and sizes; kind of like people.
Fragile beauty in the rugged wilderness.
Here she stands in bridesmaid pink, ready to walk down the aisle.
After my coffee, I decided to hike the Sabrina Basin Trail which takes you up into the mountains with views of the lake all along the trail.
The trail passes into the John Muir Wilderness.
This stream flowed over the trail, forming a waterfall which flowed down the mountain into the lake. 
"Flowers are those little colorful beacons of the sun from which we get sunshine when dark, somber skies blanket our thoughts." Dodinsky
That would be me enjoying the beautiful day and the wonderful hike. 
This photo of frozen Sabrina Lake was taken in May of this year, just a few months ago. The whole place was deserted except for one elderly couple. The ice was cracking and breaking up, like it was Antarctica! 
Same shot as the frozen lake above, just now it is summer. What a difference. The lake is filled with fishermen, fisherwomen, fisherchildren and even fisherdogs.
View of the lake from the trail. If you look super close, you can see the fisherpeople standing on the ledge, fishing over the railing.