Two American Coots enjoying an afternoon in the golden reflection of cattails gone brown for the season. We are still waiting for the Ducks to return and fill up the ponds but until the Ducks arrive the Coots have the place all to themselves. Fall can be a quiet time.
The borage in our yard bloomed early this summer and quickly went to seed. Lo and behold those seeds have grown and we have a second bunch blooming as fall marches on, and the bees couldn’t be happier.
Laying low in the fall grass and letting the Autumn light do its magic. A bit of nature therapy after another week of work. Happy weekend.
…But it sure felt like summer yesterday. Hiking up above timberline in shorts and a t-shirt and sweating under a summer-like sun at the end of September? Squaretop Mountain, Guanella Pass, CO,
Riding off into the sunset for a bit of a summer hiatus. Time to explore and conduct a bit of a digital detox so to speak.
For the next several weeks images previously posted will reappear on the blog. Hope you enjoy. Thanks for all your support and wonderful feedback it really is appreciated.
Christy and Mike
A wood duck in that clumsy adolescent stage enjoying a nice afternoon swim in the summer muck. Looks to me like he is a teenage boy….watch out.
The power of the summer sun, melting the snow to fill the creeks, powering the trees to grow their leaves and the list goes on.
Clear Creek full to the brim on the summer solstice, 2015. Wheat Ridge Green Belt in Wheat Ridge, CO.
The early bloomers have gone to seed and the grassing is growing ever taller. Farewell spring and hello summer.
We have had a nice cool and wet spring but… Shazam…just like that, the furnace has been turned on with temperatures in the upper 90’s this weekend. Summer has arrived.
Each partially hidden within the grass we were content to observe each other for quite some time. Eventually hunger got the best of us and I headed home for dinner and the coyote off to hunt.
A male house finch enjoying the ever earlier sunrise as spring marches onward. With rare exception early April seems to mark the time of year we begin to see and hear the finches in our neighborhood each year and as the sun rises earlier everyday they provide a warm welcome to those still crisp but beautiful spring mornings.
nature has no boss 
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