While spending time ogling the wildflower patches in front of us we almost forgot to turn around and breathe in the pure cloudless sky and wonderful mountain ridge behind us.
An evening storm passes by bringing thunder but no rain on the mountain peak just across the way.
A classic summer cumulus just seemed to hang over this rock formation from early afternoon until evening.
The setting sun still shining out the mountains ever so close but still far away.
Summer days seem so few.
A field of flowers like notes on a staff creating a not only a sight but filling the ears with a harmonious sound.
There are indeed times when the wildflowers sing. Like music, your favorite music.
A feast for the ears as well as the eyes.
A lichen covered post seemed a suitable perch for this sparrow. Shades of brown, gray and orange all similar yet all distinct.
Moving slowly with little sound a White Tailed Deer enjoys a nice buffet of fresh leaves.
Dancing gently in the breeze these flowers made a walk along this trail one to remember.
Like ephemeral sculptures dotting the forest we always look forward to the few weeks each summer when the Yellow Columbines grace the forest floor.
Adding a touch of yellow to the abundant green of summer. 
Each plant a masterpiece. Bending and twisting up towards the sky, each plant novel, and each worthy of a photograph or two.
Happy Friday and wishing you a fantastic weekend.
A Western Grebe swimming silently into the wonderful evening light.
Getting face-to-face with a male Calliope Hummingbird who we affectionately call “Tiny”.
As in…… hey, Tiny is here, when we see them perched in the trees or at the hummingbird feeders.
Calliopes are smallest bird around yet unmatched in energy, spunk and attitude and this guy was no exception especially. Especially on attitude.
Named after Calliope the muse of eloquence and epic poetry “Tiny” is poetry indeed.
Seeing variations on a theme along the trails we hike. Similar shapes yet different colors on fully display in white, yellow and purple. Each color selected over time to keep the wildflowers flowing, bees buzzing and the forest just that much more beautiful.
Nature in action.
A Tree Swallow takes a break form their aerial acrobatics and hangs on tight along the fence line on a windy summer afternoon.Watching these birds forage on small flying insects is something we nice tire observing.
nature has no boss 
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