While the weather posed no threat the clouds just seemed to grow and grow as the day went on.
And although the landscape was brilliant the combination of earth and sky called out to be seen as one. The ridge-line and sky combined to become the one that they already are.
Above the ridge,
the ridge the clouds call home.
A day in the forest.
Flowers flowering.
A gentle breeze.
A bit of summers bounty made monochrome. From Arnica to Camus to Cows Parsnip and more. Enjoy.
Paddling along on a warm summers day. Too late for the morning light yet too early for sunset.
The sun high overhead as Cormorants rest…
a tree reflects…
the Heron ponders the day.
Paddling along with the sun high overhead we gaze into the distance and enjoy summers light on a beautiful summer day.
In a dark forest with just enough light a delicate Columbine dances.
A quick visit from a Warbling Vireo was a treat one recent morning. I hear them singing in the large conifers around our neighborhood all day long but seeing them down low is another story.
Making acquaintance with a relaxed and aware black bear on a rainy spring morning.
With the valley below dressed in a fresh of white Mt Moran soars above the lifting fog on a sunny winter morning.
Seeing through a brief moment in time.
The brief moment when the clouds have cleared.
Yes, sometimes just a glimpse is enough.
Enough to satisfy and provide clarity.
Listening to the light as it peeks into forests that were dark as night only weeks ago.
Hearing shadows say a new season is on the way.
Light and dark meet to melt creeks.
With brighter light comes brighter shadows.
Cold snow and warm shadows bring a treat to end the day.
nature has no boss 
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