
There are days when the skies are silent and other days it sings.
Today it sang a symphony and it was music to my eyes.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend.
There are days when the skies are silent and other days it sings.
Today it sang a symphony and it was music to my eyes.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend.
Starting out on foot on a trail we would usually be cross country skiing at this time of year. Needless to say that while the mountain tops are indeed covered in snow things below are still bone dry. Nonetheless it was a nice hike as that harsh and contrasty solstice light provided just enough warmth to keep us marching along.
Big views of distant peaks and a canyon where the Yellowstone river flows.
Dry grass and a rock lined ridge pointed the way as a late morning start quickly dissolved into afternoon.
Long shadows on a short day as we wound are way back home.
Bone dry but we hope that all changes soon.
Time laid bare as layers of rock on the mountain behind and an old skeleton of Juniper lies on the rocks below.
Peeking out of a small slot canyon as the sun begins its daily decline. Soft clouds, juniper and rocks above as another day comes to a close.
It felt like walking into an old western movie. High noon, a parched landscape, junipers, tumbleweed and a herd of wild burro roaming a landscape of bluffs, buttes and canyons.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend and happy wandering.
Reflecting on a summer that seemed to come and go and somehow felt like it did not exist. There were photos taken that prove it real but even these feel like a dream.
Walks were walked and thoroughly enjoyed yet a nagging voice walked the trail with us. Silent at times and other times loud. A whisper at time and other a shout…..What’s lost may never be found.
Yes, much can be lost in a very short time and now nowhere to run.
The day started Mostly Sunny and ended mostly cloudy and throughout of day it was mostly beautiful.
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.
Summer speeding up as water flows from snow above.
Thunderstorms loom and the sun shines bright as July is ushered in.
Just for fun another basket of spring wildflower rendered in monochrome.
Enjoy.