images as thoughts
The morning sun rising above the steam, fog and lodgepole pines on a very cold morning in Yellowstone National Park. Photographed on the fly while heading towards the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone using a phone.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
It is hard to believe but when we started this walk in the early evening it was snowing like crazy so we decided to leave the good camera inside for a change and just to out and enjoy the snowy weather. Low and behold near the end of the walk it cleared a bit and we were reward with a wonderful show. As the sun went over the hill west of upper geyser basin it light up the clouds in the eastern sky which then reflected into the geyser pools. Glad we still had our phones in our pockets. Upper Geyser Basin, Yellowstone National Park.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
Used my sunglasses as a filter and a photo jojo wide angle lens on my iphone to look into the sun and photograph this lovely cottonwood on a recent hike.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
A porcupine peaking out from behind a lodgepole pine near Willow Creek Pass in Colorado. We seldom see theses guys while out and about so this was a treat.
Have a great weekend.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
A bighorn Ram moseying along find that place where the sun is out, the grass is long and the snow is not so deep.
Somewhere behind the silence of the snow and lodgepole pines is the sound of clear blue sky. Winter has a special silence that you can hear if you take the time to listen. Yellowstone National Park, Jan 2015.
Within the silence of the soft sky and fresh snow is the sound of a river which flows ever onward in the cold. Silently around the bend and to the south where the sun is waiting to return one day.
