I have always found mushrooms fascinating life forms. Not plant, not animal yet vitally important for the health of both plants and animals. However, they are a bugger to photograph yet I never stop trying.
Paul Stamets wrote a great book on Fungus call “Mycellium Running” and delivered a very interesting TED talk several years ago:
A Red-Tailed Hawk waiting patiently for a meal to appear in the field below on a very windy day. It always amazes me how birds are able to hang on to the smallest of branches even on the most windy of days. Medicine Bow National Forest, WY.
As we sat quietly waiting for a group of Waxwings to show up in the berry filled shrubs nearby this fine looking fellow strolled up to within 10 feet or so from us. He seemed not too worried about our presence and went about foraging as he made his way through the forest.
Yellow cliffs, blue waters and an ominous sky filled the landscape this day as we looked down the Yellowstone river. Each time we look from this spot our focus might shift from river to rock to all of the above. A place with a story to tell.
Despite the fact that mornings are starting to dip below freezing, this little guy is still hanging in there and looking quite comfortable with his antennae blowing in the breeze on a colorful fall morning.
October light brightens the morning as a Red Winged Blackbird perches in a bush of golden leaves. The leaves were falling just as fast as the colors were fading from the wings of this beautiful bird.
The golden glow of the Aspens in the morning light.
Two chickadees singing a-dee-dee-dee with a nuthatch honking as the leaves rustle in the breeze.
The crows gurgling and woodpeckers pecking in the distance.
Sights and sounds of the forest on a morning hike.
An American Robin Enjoying the fall light in a forest of mixed colors. We have tons of Robing in our area in the spring and early summer and as the young fledge they are absent until Autumn begins. Glad to see they have returned.
The October clouds just seem to move faster, get bigger and always seem just a bit darker. A time between the bluebird skies of summer and the socked-in days of winter. A little of each yet nothing like either.
October clouds reflected in the Lamar Valley.
Happy Friday and a good weekend to all.
A Fine looking Bull Elk peeking out from the sagebrush on an early October day. Eating all he can before the rut begins in earnest. We wish him well and a bit of luck when needed.
