Siesta

On March 13, 2015 By Mike and Christy32 Comments

A young mule deer enjoying a little afternoon nap. A nice siesta on a Friday Afternoon sounds like a pretty good idea this week.

X marks the spot

On March 11, 2015 By Mike and Christy26 Comments

Moving up a ridge in Bryce Canyon with long shadows and those ubiquitous pesky jet trails guiding us towards to the top on a hazy morning hike. Even when seeking solitude those darn jets trails remind us we are not so far away.

Snowy Saturday Ski

On March 7, 2015March 7, 2015 By Mike and Christy24 Comments

Peeking out from the trail for a view along the Slate River last Saturday morning. The snow was flying and the snow pillows built up on the spruce tress were releasing with the slightest breeze. This made for several close calls along the way but luck was on our side and we did not get dumped on that morning. Photographed with my phone near Crested Butte, CO.

Looking Up

On March 4, 2015March 4, 2015 By Mike and Christy26 Comments

Looking up towards Hallets Peak in Rocky Mountain National Park on a fine winter day.

Old tree and an even older mountain.

There is wisdom up in the hills.

Eyjafjallajökull

On February 25, 2015February 25, 2015 By Mike and Christy34 Comments

Hiking up high towards the summit of Eyjafjallajökull. Volcanic rock, sky,snow melting into water on its way to the sea and space enough to feel at ease.

Loaded

On February 21, 2015February 21, 2015 By Mike and Christy30 Comments

Loaded

Bowing in tribute to the wonder of winter. Yellowstone National Park 2013.

Winter Snag

On February 18, 2015February 18, 2015 By Mike and Christy16 Comments

Old trees like this snag as well as downed uncleared patches of trees provide critical habitat for numerous species of birds, insects and mammals that allow ecosystems to be diverse and healthy. I also find them beautiful to look at and exciting to photograph and this old guy is a prime example. Crown Hill Park, Wheat Ridge, CO.

Foggy and Frosty

On February 10, 2015February 10, 2015 By Mike and Christy58 Comments

Rising in the east and obscured behind thick fog, the winter sun lights an old cottonwood tree covered in delicate hoar frost. Once the fog lifted it only took a couple of hours of sunlight to melt the frost away. Temporal, fractal art at is finest. Grand Teton National Park, WY.