Ruminators ruminate and I bet this American Bison was ruminating on the thought of springs arrival.
Yellowstone National Park.
I am not sure if all the grazers had full bellies and were spending the afternoon ruminating or they were saving all their energy to make it past the extended winter but last week was fill with sleepy heads. From the Elk to the Big Horn Sheep napping or just taking it easy seemed to be the order of the day.
Seems like it is time again to bid the Goldeneyes farewell for the season. We all can sense spring is in the air and they have all abruptly left the local pond this week for their annual migration to the north. We may yet get a snow storm or two but the goldeneye migration is a natural calendar I can count on to tell me middle March is here.
I have always found it just a little more difficult to get excited about geology than the life sciences. Maybe it is how we have come to define life or maybe the story the earth has to tell is just a bit slower and more quiet than others being told these days. However, as we skied our way past stories like thee it was hard not to look and listen with full attention.
A Canyon carved by a mighty river replete with pinnacles and basaltic columns.
Basaltic columns sandwiched between layers of rock, earth and snow.
What looked like a mud encrusted cliff had a story hidden inside…
and yes life does test things out again and again.
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