On a quiet days drive between diverse landscapes we listened to frogs at each destination. Some expected,
and one a complete surprise.
Although we never saw a single frog that day their song still lingers on. Ribbit!
It’s hard to hold back the excitement when you get a glimpse of the first Mountain Bluebirds of the season. This day the binoculars worked much better than the camera as the wind was howling thus making it difficult to take a non-blurry shot as either the shrubs or the camera lens was moving with the wind. However, we did manage to get a few photos between the gusts. I hope your day is as bright as this male bluebirds blue.

An early morning conversation with the Stellar’s Jay. Yes I ‘m looking at you looking at me.
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