
We pulled over to tell these cows they were gonna get wet but they just did’t seem to give a hoot. I on the other hand jumped back into the car and headed the other direction.

We pulled over to tell these cows they were gonna get wet but they just did’t seem to give a hoot. I on the other hand jumped back into the car and headed the other direction.

always a tree

This year the afternoon showers seemed to have returned on a regular basis, greening things up, but more importantly a sense of rhythm to the day that was absent over the last few years when the showers were infrequent. Weather adding a beat to the rhythm of life. Photographed while driving a quiet road near Walden, CO.

With the spring snowmelt the Gibbon river overflows its banks reveling a beautiful wetland near Norris in Yellowstone National Park.

While it was getting dark and a wee bit chilly at our campsite near the Rasmussen glacier, the sun was still shining brightly on the Karle glacier around the corner casting an orange glow in the distance that warmed my chilly bones. Photographed while kayaking in East Greenland last summer.

Nature has a way if left to its own accord.

Outside the relative calm of the forest the wind was blowing and the sun was shining a perfect golden light. Nothing out of place in this forest near the ocean on the west coast of Vancouver Island.

Storm moving down the track in New Mexico.

Life is always moving.

Looking up from our camp near the fjords at three peak magnificent mountain peaks in East Greenland. Over the horizon the view continues with endless peaks and glacier filled seas. Summer, 2013.
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