Sharp

Sharp plant, sharp Beak, sharp looking Western Meadowlark.

Space is the place

Space?

Looking south from Capulin Volcano National Monument, NM.

Space. We all need it.

Looking into a dream before actually dreaming. Sunday evening nocturne.

Clouds above the marsh made for a scenic afternoon.

While walking down the trail we felt a little tap on our shoulder. When a tree wants you to sit and have a little conversation it’s time to listen.

Late March Skies where a faint song of spring is in the sky yet winter sings along.

You never know what will be over the horizon. Snow, rain or a cloudless bluebird sky.

Snow in the mountain yet the geese fly north.

Yes, Spring is indeed in the air.

Good Company

A mule deer makes good company while waiting for sun to warm things up in the early morning light and you don’t even have to share your coffee.

Bluebird sky and sleeves rolled up.

Although the snow is still piled high a day like this leaves no doubt spring is on its way.

Not exactly the soft cozy type on which to lay your head but soft and inviting nonetheless.