Late fall, no snow but skies as big as they can be.
Along the trail from earlier this fall.
Boy do they grow up fast.
With just a hint of those youthful spots left behind this curious youngster looks us over as sit and watch on a fall morning not so long ago.
Between the clouds, the wind and even a little snow, sunlight adds a bit of contrast to it all.
It was one of those days days where you can hear the pecking from afar. A noise from high atop the trees peaking your curiosity as to who is up there. A Downy, a Hairy?
On this afternoon it was an unexpected visitor a handsome Red-naped Sapsucker. While not extremely uncommon they are a species we only see a few times a year which made all that neck-craning and staring into the sun all the more worthwhile.
A day in the forest.
A gentle breeze.
This summers bounty of Indian Paint Brush was like getting that big box of crayons you always wanted as a child. So many colors, so much fun to be had.
And the best thing about getting the big box is that there are plenty of crayons to share.
Finding our way along the trail to lost lake and beyond on a winter day with the sun shining strong.
Light filers through the forest and although winter is passing the shadows are still long.
Bison forage and animals silently roam.
Hope you have some time to enjoy outdoors this weekend.