
When we spotted this Juvenile Black Crowned Night Heron in a tree at sunset he took off flew a quick circle and landed agin on the smallest thinest branch of the tree. Wobbling back and forth flapping his wings to keep steady….kids will be kids.

When we spotted this Juvenile Black Crowned Night Heron in a tree at sunset he took off flew a quick circle and landed agin on the smallest thinest branch of the tree. Wobbling back and forth flapping his wings to keep steady….kids will be kids.
When fall first comes you feel the sunlight change, the pond becomes just a bit quieter and the clouds look a specific way.
We each have developed a feeling of fall depending on where we live but when fall comes you can feel it with all you senses.
Looking at the Tetons on an early fall afternoon it felt just like fall to me.
We were up high in the mountains a week or two ago and much to our surprise there were numerous butterflies going about their business even as the nights have been cold and the flowers have long died out for this season. Must be slim pickings this time of year for this wonderful comma butterfly foraging on Lichen, Rocks and Spruce.
Photographed near treeline in Rocky Mountain National Park.

Even the rock are dressed in the latest fall fashions.
Where wild flowers spent the summer dancing in the breeze, autumn says hello.
The same location a month or so ago: https://naturehasnoboss.com/2016/07/15/without-fail/
Time does fly.
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