Floating, shifting shapes,appearing and disappearing. Sometimes the life of a cloud seems just right.
We had not seen a Green Tailed Towhee all summer so it was quite a pleasure to see one of these secretive birds in the distance a week or two ago.
Where they came from and where they are going is an age old question.
It seems like we have always photographed Western Meadowlarks in spring and early summer but never in autumn so seeing a few hanging out on fence posts one afternoon singing away was a treat especially in their fall plumage.
Older than I and far much wiser this old spruce hunkers down for another evening.
This little dragonfly seemed as small and ethereal as the air in which they flew. I am not sure the exact species of Dragonfly but this one was one of the smallest I have seen this year. Perhaps a juvenile?
They were hovering about then occasionally landing on the fall grasses out in a field where we take a walk. This one had what looked to be eggs attached to their body. Do Dragonflies or Damselflies do that?
Barely as long as a few grains on the grass.