A black Capped Chickadee sat singing a-dee-dee-dee in the now lost light of a small local woodlands. Even with the sun at high noon this patch of shrubs remains dimly light. Yet when the chickadee sings the forest feels bright.
Tippy Top
With barely room for both claws to get a good hold an American Kestrel perches on the top a branch.
Before my memory fails me
As December welcomes me with ever chillier mornings.
It feels like a nice day to remember what will be again.
Ol’ Brown eyes
As we sat quietly waiting for a group of Waxwings to show up in the berry filled shrubs nearby this fine looking fellow strolled up to within 10 feet or so from us. He seemed not too worried about our presence and went about foraging as he made his way through the forest.
As the sun goes down…
Time speeds up to a standstill that just can’t standstill.
Photographed in the high desert of Northern NM.
Onward and upward
A small Brown Treecreeper eyes the way onward and upward with the hopes of finding a small grub along the sloping landscape of a cottonwood tree. Photographed along Clear Creek in Denver, CO.
Blue Grey Day
The vastness of grey skies in a seeminlgly endless space balanced by brilliant blue of the ice in the fjords of east Greenland. Harmony exists.
Move along…nothing to see here
Except a beautiful juvenile Black Crowned Night Heron watching the pond below from the comfort of a wonderful cottonwood tree. Along Clear Creek in Denver, CO.
Brunch in the Rabbit Brush
This Female White Crowned Sparrow is enjoying quite the mid-morning brunch picking seeds from the Rabbit Brush. With the hillside covered and the plants now dry and full of seeds, she had quite the buffet to choose from.
Thanksgiving
To see life simply.
To celebrate.
nature has no boss 
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