The meadows of Paradise Valley in Mount Rainier National Park are full of life in the summer months: marmots and pikas scurrying around nibbling flowers, bees and butterflies flitting from one bloom to the next, and of course the wildflowers themselves, clothing the landscape in places with a fantastic coat of many colors. This little fellow, a hoary marmot, was mostly intent on finding a refuge from the heat on a midsummer day. After literally crossing my path, he (or she?) made straight for a lingering patch of snow (it was, after all, only mid-August, and the snow hadn't fully melted yet) and laid down as flat as I've ever seen an animal lay, putting as much body surface on the cold snow as he possibly could.
The false hellebore's blooms are tiny and yellow-green, hidden inside larger but still small sepals in long hanging clusters descending from a tall stalk.